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Lyrics: VECT, Produced: VECT & Dimmu Borgir
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VECT 2009
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April 13, 2019
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I was born in 1935, raised into hate & no love inside
grew up under Stanley & Anna's roof
raised real strict & beaten up too
I was taught hate at a real young age
my father beat & killed 1 of my brothers
told everyone he fell downstairs for the cover
I hated my father & hated my mother
at 16 Stanley left I didn't hold my breath
when I was ready to kill it was at the same age
my 1st victim was Charlie Lane, he harassed the wrong dude & got badly beat
when he died I took off his fingers & teeth
I nearly killed the rest of his crew the same way
when I was done I tossed him in a frozen lake
if you made me feel bad you had to pay
loud mouthed people I despised
you needed a lesson? I taught with might
I was numb for so long & no longer scared
I killed animals for fun I had no care
started robbing & pirated porn for the mob
the Gambinos gave me a test for a job
killed a man in public as he walked his dog
I proved myself worthy & from there it was on
I'd kill anyone, more than willing
then I seen there was $ in contract killing
Roy Demeo ordered the hits, I'd execute them with no bullshit
as years passed so did my victim count, I left 'em wherever & I didn't care how
dismembering bodies at Gemini Lounge, it didn't phase me to hear a dying sound
I don't even know my victim count, numerous numbers that can't be found
later met Barbara & had 3 kids, if you fucked with them I wouldn't let you live
pain & hate is what I know best, I share it with others & bring them death
no remorse at all & no regret, not a shred at all to keep my family fed
doesn't matter if you don't like or understand, I did it for the $ to support my family
met Softee he worked in ice cream trucks, taught me about cyanide a crazy fuck
my family & kids were my whole life, & I did my job for the right price
methods of death were guns, knives, strangulation & cyanide
Had a victim in the freezer over 2 years, dumped it in the woods & disappeared
they found it on a summer day & it wasn't clear, when they seen it they said "There's something wrong here."
3 years later cops focused on me so I stepped up my elimination deeds
yesterday's friend, tomorrow's enemy, preventing anyone too close to me
like Georgie Boy yeah I liked him a lot, but he threatened my family & that had to stop
I even approached him with a little talk, but he challenged me more & he got 5 shots
the mob felt Domeo would rat them out, soon enough they had him taken out
Peter Collabro was on the list, the Gambino family wanted the hit
didn't know he was a cop 'til I killed his ass, & that alone made it worth the contract
the F.B.I was closing in, they had a collection of my grisly sins
an undercover rat had me snitched, now they had enough evidence to convict
it took 5 men to take me in, my reign stopped in 1986
