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LAPD
Oh, oh! (Yeah, yeah)
There is no escaping
There's no place to hide
You're walkin' down a horror corridor
It's almost mornin' and you're in a
Nightmare, it's horrible, right there's the coroner
Waiting for ya to turn the corner so I can corner ya
You're a goner, I'm onto ya
Out the corner of my cornea, I just saw ya run
All you want is to rest 'cause you can't run anymore, you're done
All I want is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody is watching in the party, applauding it
Me, what am I gon' do?
Hey, the prodigal son, the diabolical one
Very methodical when I slaughter them
The cops can scream all that they want, top of their lungs
But ain't no stopping me from chopping them up-up
But wait, too late, you made your choice.
3 LAPD cops scream, "Someone save me!"
But they don't pay no mind
The sight of blood excites me, that might be an artery, son
Your blood-curdling screams just don't seem to bother me none
Here I come, so you should probably run
It's not so fun when the rabbit has the gun
A secret passageway around here, man, there's got to be one
Oh no, there's probably none

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