Homicidal Temdencies

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When I die I'm bettin'.
Agony won't go to Heaven.
With my tendencies toward the 187.
God'll never be forgettin'.
Should I kill you just for fun? Put my blade all up in you?
Can you feel my knife cut through your skin tissue.
I got mental issues.
Nothing but pleasure when I pull out my blade and have to stick you.
And you didn' t enmven really do anythjng. Did you?
I kill for no reason. I slaughter over beef.
I'm all for open war and bloodshed in the street.
I'll decapitate and duct tape your head up your ass.
No. I'm not looking for your cash.
I'm just looking for that adrenalin rush.
I used to be a goody good now I'm a psycho and a nut.
I'm hard like a cock, you're soft like a cooch.
I hope we have a problem cuz I'm looking for an excuse.
To let my demons loose douche.
Then I sig a whole and in I drop you like a deuce.
I kill all the time I'm a little bit addicted.
First time I tortured I came to tge pain I inflicted.
You know my homicidal tendencies now you do the math.
And tell me why you don't want to feel my wrath.

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RealPain
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