Aight im rollin up wit my gun out, but dis aint no nine
When i hit u wit dis u gon shout, stillin goin in a line
Imma staple ur eyes shut so u cant see no more
Kill u wit dis shit i got from the hardware store
Nobodys gon here ur screams when i pull ur stitches out at da seams
U'll be stuck to the wall screamin for ur life
Feels like some one just stuck u wit a tiny knife
Stabbin all over ur body til ur a bloody mess
Leave u there wit my name stapled in to ur chess(chest)

Aight next weapon is a blade of grass

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