death is immenent i murda u in yo sleep and make sure the evidence is not evident,
do the job rite fo the rite amount of dead president,
fuck a resident of the oposing enemy imagine them-in-me,
entities combined confined murderin with such annomosity,
such velocity god take yo life away anytime its like chaos-city,
uzi glock what eva when eva i'm prepared neva scared,
to take away yo life put in stire cut waist-up,
now taste-up the last bit of oxygen,
cuse i'm about to take some one's life away again.


next weapon: a pen (yes stabbing ppl with it)