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no more mr. nice guy - scum (usa) lyrics

[verse 1: scum]
i stab a hooker in the throat with no mercy
my heart was broken by a b*tch, got no love (ain’t no love)
i got a knife with a rusty blade that is serrated (huh)
that i am clenching in my black leather glove (leather glove)
i’m having anxiety attacks when i’m packin’ loaded mini*macs ‘num 44s, nine millimeter sawed off shotguns
i’m paranoid i have no sleep in about a week
and your death i see, feel like a tweaker that’s got rabies though i’m not one

[chorus: scum]
no more mr. nice guy, he is on vacation
if you want forgiveness better call a priest
time to pay the price, got time for mutilation
time to face the monster that you have released
i am not a beast, i am not that scary
but i’ll have to bury you in a shallow grave
where shortly you’ll be joined by the b*tch you married
and your children that n0body will be there to save

[verse 2: scum]
it’s time to pay the price, it’s time to realize that you are not about to get a f*ckin’ pass, hoe
so there is no surprise when everybody dies up in your house ’cause of some sh*t i wouldn’t let go
i’m kickin’ in your door, everybody better hit the ground
when you hear the sound of f*ckin’ (gun c*cks), it’s time for payback
n0body’s leaving here alive, your f*ckin’ chances to survive
about as low as that i’ll ever own a maybach
[chorus: scum]
no more mr. nice guy, he is on vacation
if you want forgiveness better call a priest
time to pay the price, got time for mutilation
time to face the monster that you have released
i am not a beast, i am not that scary
but i’ll have to bury you in a shallow grave
where shortly you’ll be joined by the b*tch you married
and your children that n0body will be there to save

[verse 3: scum]
i’m always caught up in some run in with the police (ha!)
there’s too much stress and i need to confess
that there’s a chance that some lives are gonna be taken
in order for me just to sort through this mess
inside my mind seeing visions of bloodbaths
and if i pass, word to cross, then you will die (you’re gonna die)
luckily my daughter wasn’t home, when i stick a barrel of a crown revolver in your f*ckin’ mouth don’t wonder why (it don’t matter why)

- scum usa lyrics

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