Moon Fade's Into Sight, On This Crisp Halloween Night
Scene Is Set, Teen's Wrecked and Lookin For a Cheap Fright
But I'm Different, I'm On a Rampage Trackin Down Some Nigga,
Pressure Toppling The Fringe Of My Control, Nervous Pinky On The Trigger
Im On a One Man Mission To Torture and End This Hoe
Used to Be a Rebel, Had No Dough Or a Home To Go
As i Jogged Down The Sidewalk, I see The Dude, So I Follow
Various Disguise's Bamboozle Me Some Bussin' The Mask Of Zorro
He Turn's down a Alleyway, This My Oppurtunity, My Chance
Muscle's and Emotion's Overwhelm and Enhance as i Take My Stance
Run Up To the Foo' and Impale Screwdriver's In His Ankle's
Tryin Ta Tear a Piece Of Flesh To Show as a Sample
The Bitch Groan's as he Try's to Repel My Attack
He Grab's My Hand But I drive a Blunt Knife Into His Cataract
The Blood Ooze's Out Of His Eye, It Get's Stuck between his EyeLid's
Nigga's Done...Ima Go after his Wifey, His Fam and his Unborn Kid...
But After all That I thought Did The Punishment Fit The Crime?
I Mean all He Did was Fail To Pay The Extra Dime!
The Character in that Piece was a Shopkeeper, In That Respect the last line was the only one relevant! But It's alright...
