Till i collapse ill do the maths/
to count how many people had played in my back/
no mather in fact,like trash,youll go down and dash/
with a knife ill slash,with a hammer ill smash/
your not my kind you dont have enough class/
ill make cash on your back/
by saying your name on every single track/
be happy that i hold my anger into my mother fucking self/
than trowing it at your mother fucking self/
your very lucky that im felling smily but it wont last/
ill turn bad to make you sad to make you turn mad
you without a smile is making me glad/
i event have pitty for a poor thing like you/
i never had some and i will never do
if im writting this shit its because that im feeling it/
and if you dont like it dont buy my music/
Damn get on your knees for the signer of the mouth
cuz i know it wont last longuer you chump/

just give me feedback..its something i made fast so dont hate