Slice ya face..with some broken-glass..
to a open-gash..cause you just spoken-trash..
Watch the blood trickle..slowly right down ya cheeks..
stab ya again with the glassy sickle..cause ya weak..
Make this game-end..stab you in your brain-stem..
Making ya body rain-red..looking like ya just in a train-wreck..

next weapon-- a ring