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Knock out kings fur life
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IP:
Opener//
The doors where painted with blood,
while the men fleed in the building like a flood.
I was force underneath my desk,
where I could smeel the stintch of death.
verse//
I lie underneath my desk, 1
as the smell of flesh ripped through my mind.2
I could hear the screams of men and women as they shot,3
but all I could do was watch as they took shots like pot.
The windows where painted with blood,4
while the bullets filled the room like water does ina flood.5
I tried to peer through my swollen eyes from the gas,
but all I saw was a vivid image of a throat being slashed, 6
I heard their vivid yells,
but as they shot out the window I heard the military bells. 7
They searched the office for their men and women,8
but when I dared not to move I was thrown like a toy of he-man.9
They lined us all up one by one as if we where gonna be bought,10
as I listened to their sorrow prairers I hear their last minute breath will they where shot. 11
I am stuck in a crisis, 12
where this will not be resolved due to some political biasis. 13
as they came face to face with their prize, 14
I was scared and I am not gonna tell no lie. 15
as my final hour came with the light, 16
I could only see as the gun shot into my eyes with a light yet so bright. 17
as I lay in my own pool with my killers,
I knew that this day would be the day that would be known as the terroist fillers.
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