The way Of some peoples lives
 

u r a physcho cuttin peoples heads 24-7/
cops r chasin ya, you gotta run, wanting a lil piece of that heaven/
you run into your apartment dont know how to hide the blood of children/
your rushing them into closets thinkin how life treated them/
you hear the sirens coming from the police car/
police come rushing in but u still have more blood to jar/
they bust the door open they catch you with boxes of heads/
the way they looked at u, u were goin 2 the big shed/
the trial begins, your prosecutor doesnt look so good/
seemed like hes turned on you-thats not like manly hood/
jurys all say guilty its death penalty for you/
there was no extra say, no other argue/
you have electric chair death penalty, your family memebers are coming/
today is the day youve dreaded your life and there is no1 loving/
the flip of the switch youll be fried to death/
you kept thinkin about how u started gettin into this mess/
you couldnt keep up with the judges or yourself, you had 2 much distress/
they turn on the switch electricity flows through ur body/
u feel the shocking, and something doin karate---/
--on your heart.. you just died, no 1 is crying/
they didnt even feel your pain as u were dying/
people begin to walk away they dont care about u anymore u dont exsist/
you in your afterlife start gettin pissed/
fumes goin up and down in ur body but their is nothing you can do/
but what if some1 believed that u were innocent? did they love you?/


i knew sum1 that had a life that was physchopathic so i wrote that