I feel the sickness running through me
My veins fueled the hate that's surrounding the pain
Your lack of care makes me wanna break
My eyes are bleeding from the shit you do
I'll slit you up into a bunch of pieces
You've been going long enough with all the shit you talked
Tired of punk motherfuckers like you
You better not wanna see me
Because I'm your killer
Fill the bullets
Point the gun
Pull the trigger
Erase your enemy
Feel the pain
Feel the pleasure
Pull your sickness
Erase your enemy
Motherfucker don't fuck with me
I am a killer that's all you need to know
Come up come up and you'll get a taste
Sit behind the screen and talk smack
You ain't worth shit to me
But it's time for a proper teaching
When I see you I'll leave you all smacked
Come around and you'll find out more
Motherfuckers what the fuck is up 1327 bitch
Proper shit talkers
Get left dead