i should tie you up and keep cuttin u wit a knife/
and sit you in the blood bath for the night/
and watch you strugglin strainin squeal for your life/
dump a radio bumpin your shit when your bad for life/
thats what i take from you, ur mamma n wife/
meet u in fukin humble/
attack your foundation until it starts to crumble/
then blow u wit the 9mm till u stumble /