4 am
• Written by Razor-
Imma go and grab a surgical knife,
Burn at the point, stab right in the joint,
Then laugh while I use my finger to point,
I linger on this joint, kick bitches in the groin,
If theres ever a threeway with no boys, Ill be poised to join,
Ill flip a coin and let it decide if I whoop your ass like floyd,
Im hearing voices in my head, its the venom, its the poison,
Diamonds on my wrist so cold my shit is frozen,
Got chicks posing in black laced lingerie,
Bomb away, one strike, your dead,
Combos on your head like the menu in subway, I eat fresh,
You speak for the rest, they'll be gone too,
wait a bit for them to go to bed,
Ill spray the tec make sure they never wake again,
I make 10 times your salary and rent combined,
Just for clarity I meant my mind is bent and I cant depend on anybody to lend a hand
so I cut it off their body and take it with me to the van,
Despite having many friendly others dependent on brothers and such,
Its begun to bother,
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Razor-
Member since December 23 2014