Murder Avenue - Geto Boys

Creeping down the hallway quiet as kept

The only sign of a murder was the blood on the foresteps

I stopped for a second to wipe it up

And threw the bloody towel in the garbage bag with her guts

Pretty as a picture her name was Rosie

Had to kill the bitch cuz she was getting too fuckin nosey

A school ho she attended U of H

A law student who was looking for a fuckin' case

But she was barking up the wrong tree, g

Ay yo why in the hell did the bitch wanna fuck with me

Walking around my crib steady casin'

Askin' about the strange smells that were coming from my basement

She asked one too many motherfuckin questions it was time

Somebody taught the stupid bitch a good lesson

I snuck in the house through the back door

It was like a scene from Psycho

The bitch was in the shower

I rushed her quick so she wouldn’t have a chance to holler

And said «shut the fuck up, ho»

And slammed her motherfucking head against the cold floor

Struggling soaking wet

I gagged her mouth with a whole box of kotex

After I fucked her check out what I did

Slit her fucking stomach and watched her squeal like a pig

The shit was gruesome, g, I couldn’t call it

I cut off her fingers and flushed them down the fuckin' toilet

Then wrote my name on the wall like I usually do

To mark a murder ho, yeah on murder avenue

More murder, more murder, more murder, yo

More murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a ho

More murder, more murder, motherfucking murder, nigga

More motherfucking murder gots ta pull the trigger

More murder, more murder, more murder, check it

A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second

Gotta give it up to Bridget and Ted brand new newly-weds

There’s nothing I would love better than to have their fuckin' heads

On a platter I watch them sonofabitches scatter

In broad daylight but yo it really didn’t matter

I put the gun to their heads and said, «shut up»

The nigga was big I watched this big motherfucker nut up

On the rampage both of 'em got pistol-whipped

The 9 was bloody so I pulled out my pistol grip

The nigga was damn near dead

I grabbed his bitch by her head and told her, «spread your fucking legs»

I placed the barrel of my pump on her pearl tongue

And stuck a shell inside her pussy and said, «now ain’t that fun?»

She started to cry

I saw a tear fall from here eye, said, «bitch you must wanna die»

I pulled the trigger of the pump back slowly

And shot up her nigga until he was full of holes, g

The bitch was screaming with rage

I stamped on her motherfucking face until it caved in

'Cos killing is so damn sweet

I saved the remains and used them later for ground meat

Being a lunatic I gotta do the lunatic

Gotta do man, yeah living on this avenue

More murder, more murder, more murder, yo

More murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a ho

More murder, more murder, more murder, nigga

More motherfucking murder gots ta pull the trigger

More murder, more murder, more murder, check it

A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second