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Sometimes I wonder if there's life after death/
After I die, when I take my last breathe/
All the lives that I ended just for my enjoyment/
Should I just end my life because of my current unemployment/
I got the mack in my hand, my my finger on the trigga/
Is this the only way out, for a straight evil nigga/
Before I die, I know one thing has entered my mind/
I'm takin' everyone with me, all of my own kind/
My hands are soaked warm with the blood of others mothers/
My eyes are full of tears from the deaths of my brothers/
Got a razor to my wrist, with the slightest twitch my skin's rippen/
My blood leaks out like a fountain, as I feal my life slippin'/
As I draw my last breath all I can do is sigh/
Why me, at the age thirteen, why couldn't Decimal die/

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The Madman

Breakdancer in Brooklyn