yo ok, so id had a bad day.. id lost a bitta cash
i needed petrol for my car, but i didnt need to be treated like trash
that chinese fool behind tha counta thought i was bout rob tha store
so tha punk told me to git out before i entered tha door
thats fucked up tho, i aint takin that shit
so i went out bak to where tha oxy tank sit
i dragged the shit out front n then went bak inside
i laughed as tha clerk tried to run, duck n hide
i pulled my belt out n slapped him across the face
then belted him to tha counta real fast to keep tha pace
i shoved the oxy lid into his mouth n blew tha fuken top off
his head started to expand.. eyes went puffy n looked soft
then i walked out tha joint, wit a limp as usual
brain fragments was everywhere, blood splattered across the wall
whats more, i got a free fill up on my petrol tank
shit, now im in a better mood.. i think ill hit up tha bank.......

next weapon- a computer screen

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