then u ran out of bullets/an you shouted yo bitchslaper hand me a clip/but im to busy dislocating his hip/fuck a gun/ using my hands is so much fun/right there an then in da door came more men/arms n necks i had to crack an spin da beast from inside came from within/im fighting wit a demonic grin/d.d.t.'s fuck da pin/i know ima win/now da on da floor asking for peace/ ima give them give them peace/after my machete i sharpen an grease/i start chopping em piece by piece by muthafucking piece/my machete is like a hungy canibal at its first feast /in his skull making a permanet crease/blood on my clothes an my full anger i havent yet unleashed/i hear foot steps so my chopping comes to a cease/friend or foe whos dat coming in da door from da east.....