Blast em all to bits with that .556 then I mark em off the list murk another muthafucker that be talkin shit don’t be surprised when ya find his ass lyin face down in a ditch one thing I can’t stand is a snitch or a punk bitch puncture they lungs to make sure they ain’t breathing when I empty out the clip, firin from the hip when I let it rip, then I’m runnin from the sound of sirens in the distance even if you’re not religious I recommend that you start praying, the sky turning dark grey as I ascend to the surface and begin to slay the opps with more precision than a fuckin surgeon, this warning is urgent don’t act like you cannot discern it, cause that’ll be the last thing that you do before I light your ass up and leave your body to burn in the furnace, I’m not one to be concerned with just mind your own business when I get to handling business if your life is something that you are preserving otherwise you stepping right into the danger zone, make ya question if you gonna make it home, or get hit by the spray then your brain explodes ain’t nothin one can do, ya better stay at home for you end up laid up in a hole I’m sick and erratic a creature that does not belong on this planet, better get your preacher when I’m going manic, causin mass panic when I inflict damage the scene will get graphic doesn’t matter the demographic, I’ll make sure to pop every last one of you sons of bitches like y’all was a Xanax, I fuckin had it with fools that be so full of shit talkin like they bout that action but I know that they out here just actin’ dividing them all like a fraction number one killer assassin imagine relaxin and thinking that you can get past it but then I start doing subtraction eliminating factors without any sort of distraction now you feel nothing but dissatisfaction doesn’t matter if you bring your faction and give me some traction to work against, this is the turn of events where I unleash my power to a whole nother level, heated enough to melt away at metal, make an enemy look at me like I am the devil, your life is in peril, breakin your spine into several sectors and that’s how the score will be settled, better withdrawal when I drawl my katana, draw a picture with your bodily matter, body a fool that be all about chatter, they thinkin shits funny till every bone in their face is left shattered, either throw hands or let ammo just scatter It don’t really matter I’ll silence your jabber and have you emptying the contents of your bladder as you stagger to the door and fall to the floor then I pull the trigger once more and your brains end up splattered