I got
• Written by user52777083
I pull the ting out the case
point it straight at his face
give the yout two choices live or die
results are guaranteed to horrify
so he started to stutter and stammer
you know I don't do this for the glamour
the bullet went straight through his cranium
when he was younger he should of drunk more calcium
now I got litres of blood on my shirt
I think its time to put in the hard work.
to clear this mess
which was bought by the stress
to which I aint fucking impressed
he would of been luckier if it went through his chest
one. two. three
I gotta gat and its called a nine millie
up in the court but they cant find me guil tee
back to the yard where I blaze these tree ee ees
four. five. six
its untraceable and its got no fing er prints
cause I know oh oh this shit
went to uni and I did forensics
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user52777083
Member since September 20 2015