torture chamba

imma a night owl a night crawler night stalker dressed in all black yo lurkin in the shadows lookin for a victim someone who wont be missed by the muthafuckin system locked away and tortured in mr murdas prison tiny razor blade insicions and deep object sodomy sick in the head comedy what the fucks wrong with me anyway calm down as i take this pair a scissors to ya tits airiola clipped lactating blood as you cry out like a slave mr murdas criminaly insane novacane for the pain nah u dumb bastard watch me rip ya teeth out with my mufuckin tractor 4 pound hammer kneecaps shatter gasoline and hotsause rot ya fuckin bladder soon u will be chillin with casper but i bet u wont be as friendly dead as a doorknob u mufuckin moron sewing needles jammed up unda neithe ya finger nails snails in ya entrails and leaches creepin out ya dick im a sick twisted piece a shit my dogs in his prime hes with me commitin these crimes imma let him eat u sucka after i shoot u up with narcan about 50 fuckin times od on adrenaline starve u to death lookin like a skeleton kill yaself before i kill u