Duffel bag, ready, bodies, bodies, duffel bag, ready, to take out somebody, kick, break up
And disfigure somebody
Reserve spots in the local ER
Now they're dead, now they're a
Nobody, I kept them in the freezer
So when
Futurama time travels, you can see the timelines of species I made extinct, for questioning
My hobby
I'm surgical, just like Judge Dredd, shred lost souls, who got lost in the lobby, you can't run from me, in the past, present, or future
Dumbass, motherf*cker, I control everybody, puzzle parts together, even jigsaw, had to get my consent
Jesus, crucified mammals with gold
Frank, pull out the Drake
Take out the booty call, it's a waste of space, why you lacing up them
Nikeys, you can't outrun a bullet
This fool don't think
Jesus got a killer switch in his brain, Jesus is the master of pain
Humble Destined King - Bodies Lyrics
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Duffel bag, ready, bodies, bodies, duffel bag, ready, to take out somebody, kick, break up
And disfigure somebody
Reserve spots in the local ER
Now they're dead, now they're a
Nobody, I kept them in the freezer
So when
Futurama time travels, you can see the timelines of species I made extinct, for questioning
My hobby
I'm surgical, just like Judge Dredd, shred lost souls, who got lost in the lobby, you can't run from me, in the past, present, or future
Dumbass, motherf*cker, I control everybody, puzzle parts together, even jigsaw, had to get my consent
Jesus, crucified mammals with gold
Frank, pull out the Drake
Take out the booty call, it's a waste of space, why you lacing up them
Nikeys, you can't outrun a bullet
This fool don't think
Jesus got a killer switch in his brain, Jesus is the master of pain
And disfigure somebody
Reserve spots in the local ER
Now they're dead, now they're a
Nobody, I kept them in the freezer
So when
Futurama time travels, you can see the timelines of species I made extinct, for questioning
My hobby
I'm surgical, just like Judge Dredd, shred lost souls, who got lost in the lobby, you can't run from me, in the past, present, or future
Dumbass, motherf*cker, I control everybody, puzzle parts together, even jigsaw, had to get my consent
Jesus, crucified mammals with gold
Frank, pull out the Drake
Take out the booty call, it's a waste of space, why you lacing up them
Nikeys, you can't outrun a bullet
This fool don't think
Jesus got a killer switch in his brain, Jesus is the master of pain
Writer: Hubert Kennedy
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