"Stab" lyrics
"Stab"
Breaking news this morning out of Detroit
Where police say a man was stabbed on East 8 Mile
Right near John R
Police say the man walked across the street into Hazel Park
Where he was taken into the hospital and died
[?] more information to us [?]
Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab, stab
Like I won't take a knife
Bitch, you ain't safe if you're out tonight
Look out the window, I'm right outside
Creepin' and checkin' the locks on the doors
And make sure that your shit is tight
I am the maniac, I'm on a mission
And something just isn't right
You're still breathing, I'm still believing
Your insides look better when outside
Blood in my face and my eyes
I see red as I let the knife dive
What will be left of the dead, and who will survive?
Gone like a swimmer
Professional or even a beginner dives
Swing so hard that I knock the spine until the shiver
Once alive then dump 'em in the river
Let it float like a cornflake
'Til it sog up and it sink to the bottom of the bowl
Wasn't good for you, for your sake
When I start stabbing, I'm just fucked around and lost all control
Hang 'em upside down from the shower head in the bathtub
Let 'em drip, drip, drip, drip
Finger paint on the walls with the blood
That's some sick shit, it's so twisted
My mind's eye is blinking, all my consciousness left
I need a knife in both my hands and stab my problems to death
I'll slice and cut ya the fuck up and die and bleed out slow
Enough's enough, pull out my knife and stab 'em straight in the throat
You say we're back, but we never left
(We never left) Right? (Right?) So like
Fuck what you said, you're irrelevant
Look at my knife
This is hella bent like I've been stabbing an elephant
Standing in puddles of blood is my element
How did they get to your soul if you wasn't selling it?
I don't believe how you telling it, so
I'ma just keep on rebelling it, ho
Think that I'm not when I'm well in control
'Cause I'm covered in blood from my head to my toe
From the cutting and slicing and stabbing
I just keep and jabbing and jabbing, I know
How can I keep with the laughing
At so many verbal murders, in the booth, I'm a pro
Everybody in your crew gotta go
Assassin on the mic, vocal chords a knife
At your door tonight, can't ignore the fight
Serial killer mentality, prey on your vanity
I don't do this shit for salary
Got 'em all thinking, how can it be
This is the family, we are the murder academy
Know if you battle me, I come equipped with a cavarly
So fucking Mick with no Mallory
My mind's eye is blinking, all my consciousness left
I need a knife in both my hands and stab my problems to death
I'll slice and cut ya the fuck up and die and bleed out slow
Enough's enough, pull out my knife and stab 'em straight in the throat
Broke my fucking knife again, damn, I need another one
No one's on my side and then bodies start to stack
I'ma fill the cemetery, stab 'em, stab 'em 'til they die
I'ma fill the cemetery, stab 'em, stab 'em 'til they die (Because I)
Broke my fucking knife again, damn, I need another one
(My mind's eye is blinking, all my consciousness left)
No one's on my side and then bodies start to stack
(I need a knife in both my hands and stab my problems to death)
I'ma fill the cemetery, stab 'em, stab 'em 'til they die
(I'll slice and cut it the fuck up and die and bleed out slow)
I'ma fill the cemetery, stab 'em, stab 'em 'til they die
(Enough's enough, pull out my knife and stab 'em straight in the throat)
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