Jose – Murder, My Mind

Letra “Jose – Murder, My Mind” Official Lyrics

Pina colada, colada
Mixed with chocolatada, ta-tada
Armada, Armada, yeah
Ok
Alright. I’m ready. Let’s go

HOOK

I’m outta, m-m-outta, m-m-outta, m-outta my mind
My mind’s alma m-mater, m-m-m-Murder, My Mind

I’m outta, m-m-outta, m-m-outta, m-outta my mind
My mind’s alma m-mater, m-m-m-Murder, My Mind

VERSE 1

The masses win half a spin
Turn to face an assassin’s grin
When I pass with the axe in hand
You should hide – Danny Masterson

I’m a walking shenanigan
Stand in traffic like manikin
Well worth the laughs it gets
If I die in an accident

Run, run, run
Running out of high speed
Time to refuel, self-flattery me ego feeds
Tell myself I am a G
I can fuck your hoe for free
God’s a busy man
Yet he can’t
Help but notice me

Banana, banano, to me you can’t hold a candle
Baby, your mind is a TV and yeah I rule every channel
A grand old panel of judges, before they ruled I dismantled
Nano Jose’s a magical act like H. Potter is Daniel

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HOOK


I’m outta, m-m-outta, m-m-outta, m-outta my mind
My mind’s alma m-mater, m-m-m-Murder, My Mind

I’m outta, m-m-outta, m-m-outta, m-outta my mind
My mind’s alma m-mater, m-m-m-Murder, My Mind

VERSE 2

Hey pretty friend, what is happening yo?
New ship, but still the handsome captain ya know
Back in the day, I got laid, in the shade
There was a parade
Thrown for me
To rejoice dead virginity

A peer-reviewed identity
A college-bound obscenity
Burn moon rocks
Inhale ‘em through a chimney

Let’s pants Professor Timothy
Let’s bang girls, my epiphany
I take Ivanka instantly
And you?
Well, you take Tiffany


Gotta get you drunk, cause you’re skeptical and reticent
2 hours later, accessible and ready – WIN!
Slurp a quart of estrogen
Crazy fucking Mexican
Just busted a nut
And he’s fiendin’ for some sex again
SEX AGAIN
SEX AGAIN

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