Pro-Pain Lyrics

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Murder 101 Lyrics

to keep the fire burnin' you must feed the flame

 and this flame is burnin' fast

 the drug lords are yearnin' for you give them your name

 first, middle initial, last

 "my job sucks" you say it's like doin' time

 "i feel like such a jerk"

 but 500 bucks a day are better than nine

 dollars for two hours work

 

 so get out your pen and paper, better start taking notes

 get a lecture from the devil, he's about to take your coat

 and when the class is over, if you pass you get your gun

 nothing's ever sacred here in murder 101

 

 a cold blooded kill is my final exam

 if he's dead i pass

 my bones start to chill and my nerves start to jam

 i pump three more slugs in his chest

 wake me up tomorrow and i'll show you no remorse

 to prove that i'm a man

 the absentee was sorrow who is sure to flunk the course

 who witnessed the violence and ran