Office Space

yo i ain't even trying to make a million rape and pillage scrape the village for the survivors that been making killings copy paperwork covered in blood from they grey shirt clerk with his face burnt I wish this day weren't but it is kids now we murdering men of business bitches woah! that's gonna need major stitches buried up to the neck tie with emotions mixing tripping over the secretary to hit missionary bitch keeps ducking fucking keep missing but the hatchet in the back slits open like cash filled mattress throw the head like a hat trick while the body's doing backflips you sad bitch what you crying for zip ties for just that, that's what you tied for looking at the white board covered in blood spatter and brain matter buck shot scatter and patter the fatter of the feces this particular species definitely got the diabetes he tells me about his family before I cut toungue out done here drive to where his daughter hung out three laps around the fucking club house bitch screaming when I whip the guns out why she trying to take fun out chase her down and calm her with a little choke blow her brains out before I have a little smoke ...boom