MeKillah

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MeKillah

 

im a killah! and you're mah victim!

i have scrillah! and you ain't got nothin'!

im a bustah! and im about to bust yer ass!

coz yer a loser! you can never change that!


im a killah... imma kill you w/ mah piece

imma burry u alive w/ mah gangstah beats!

u keep on callin' me names, but see what u have done...

i dug up a hole fo' yah w/ mah own shotgun!

then imma shoot w/ mah bullets 45...

and put yah inside a killah bee hive!

you see... im not a born criminal...

but i can make yer life very critical...

and as you said im like im just like a rat...

have u checked urself lately coz u look like a rag!

u keep on spittin' rhymes but all of then are senseless...

that made yer life fagget in distress....

so call me... Y-U-C-K-F double O....

imma put the heat down to freezin'  zero!

and try to call me names again you mutha fuckah!

coz i dont care what u call me, ur nothin' but a gay bitch,suckaaah!!!



(to be continued...hehehe!)

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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