i fucking hate you, i dont need my crew, so/
first thing i'm gonna do, when i come up to you/
is slap, smack, wack, grab, nab you/
you get grappled, punched, kidnapped and stabbed/
wrapped in glad wrap get forced to drink a slab/
put you behind a truck get backed on and spat on/
you start crying and get me mad i'll kill your mum and dad/
you broken, forced to fuck them both in there body bags/
i'll trade there corpses in for a bottle of cheap liquor/
you call me sick but your gonna be a lot sicker/
placing a used needle into your eye is only gonna make you die quicker/
sticking stickers to your eyelids and feeding you sleeping pills/
gives me cheap thrills i dont need to pay the bills/
your will to live is fading quick this pain your in cant be real/
i'll peel your skin and cook it in a grill for your next meal/
i'll make you a deal, kneel on this sandpaper and stay still/
while i walk off with it attached to my heel/
do this and i may let you be slowly killed/
cos' i can easily get you a blood transfusion/
keeps your heart movin', youll pay for your intrusion/
now your plot is starting to loosen, its loosing the battle/
stick a flaming skewer up your ass and listen to your guts crackle/
its sound droned out from my cackle, now step back/
while i begin to hack your limbs off, put them in a neat stack/
put a 1000 tacks in a backpack put you in and roll you onto my T-rack/
crack open your skull with a chisel and fill it with selleys no gaps/
whos the man with the nack? me, but your slain and aint in no more pain/
i'm layin here insane, this revenge was in vain/
looking at you i'm wishing that my position was the same/
i think i might go snort large amounts of cocaine..

Yo i wasnt really feelin this too much, it was decent but its coulda been way better if you worked on it some

its the second rhyme i've written, couldnt really be fucked working on it i just took out some frustration out writing it i guess.