I was angry at this women, for thou she betrayed my heart
Even though it was an 16 years of being married, she didn’t took my love
Saw here on the bed, moving up and down, o it torn me apart
My caring feelings turned to hatred, I went overboard putting this women soul to above
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The more she screamed, the more I got mad, she was hopeless trapped in my dark shell
After I got done with her, I took a good look at the man, O thou I went into rage it was my son
I lynched over to the other-side of the bed, in my drawer, pulled out the “end of this hell”
My son, o no, He’s no son to me, for thou I didn’t lead him to be a devils prophet. Die you bum
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.POP, POP……BODY DROPS
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Sitting in the bloody scene I hear the cops coming, and while that, my tears are leaking
I see too many red colors splattered across the room, Tsk Tsk Tsk, should’ve never cheat