Murder Mystery Lyrics Meanings
by Rukia

Meow
I'm walking around with some cat organs
I feel like Rukia let's get distorted
We walkin' 'round sellin' cat organs
I really think I need some endorphins
Dolly rangers we Mighty Morphin (I'll crush you)
And this feeling I need more of it
I'm on my phone, getting that brain rot
Been here before, I'm in the same spot
Murder Mystery, yeah on Roblox (Blox)
Walk in the room, I feel like Globox
Too much caffeine I get anxious
They need to lock me up I get dangerous
I be fucking feinding
They needa lock my ass up
Lock the Rukia in the fucking Ruki cell
I feel like Perfect Cell
I'm that Blue Hell okay (Blue Hell)
Shivering, I'm shaking
My palms are quaking and shit, I was motherfucking trippin'
I feel cold blood
I feel my motherfucking pulse
Look in the mirror, I feel repulsed
Got a pulse gun lil' bitch wit' that pulse
Master Chief, swear to god (Yah)
Master Chief man I swear to god (Okay, okay)
I'm not even religious I swear to god (Praying)
Blue Devil CEO of Blue Hell, okay (Okay)
King Koopa with a fucking turtle shell (Bowser)
I stay sending y'all bitches to hell (Uh, hell)
I'm cuted up, in an evil way (Evil, evil)
Said "Hello", I said "Okay"
Okay
We walkin' 'round sellin' cat organs
I really think I need some endorphins
Dolly rangers we Mighty Morphin
And this feeling I need more of it

Meow
I'm walking around with some cat organs
I feel like Rukia let's get distorted
We walkin' 'round sellin' cat organs
I really think I need some endorphins
Dolly rangers we Mighty Morphin (I'll crush you)
And this feeling I need more of it
I'm on my phone, getting that brain rot
Been here before, I'm in the same spot
Murder Mystery, yeah on Roblox (Blox)
Walk in the room, I feel like Globox
Too much caffeine I get anxious
They need to lock me up I get dangerous
I be fucking feinding
They needa lock my ass up
Lock the Rukia in the fucking Ruki cell
I feel like Perfect Cell
I'm that Blue Hell okay (Blue Hell)
Shivering, I'm shaking
My palms are quaking and shit, I was motherfucking trippin'
I feel cold blood
I feel my motherfucking pulse
Look in the mirror, I feel repulsed
Got a pulse gun lil' bitch wit' that pulse
Master Chief, swear to god (Yah)
Master Chief man I swear to god (Okay, okay)
I'm not even religious I swear to god (Praying)
Blue Devil CEO of Blue Hell, okay (Okay)
King Koopa with a fucking turtle shell (Bowser)
I stay sending y'all bitches to hell (Uh, hell)
I'm cuted up, in an evil way (Evil, evil)
Said "Hello", I said "Okay"
Okay
We walkin' 'round sellin' cat organs
I really think I need some endorphins
Dolly rangers we Mighty Morphin
And this feeling I need more of it