I run up in wit a knife,//
slice and dice// takin yes another life//
leavin murder victims sayin "Jesus christ"
ima murder at heart// lurk in tha shadows of dark//
pull back tha skin arced/ leavin a stretch mark//
ski masks coverin mah identity// noone gonna figure it was me//
cut threw tha window screen// wakin you makin you scream///
think its a bad dream// things are realer then then the seem/
cut the electricity// to your room easily// from tha basement fuse box//
broke tha locks by throwin rocks// forget about tha time on tha clocks//
big boi knife to your throat// watchin ya choke//
diminishin thoughts of hope//tha suicied note you jus wrote/
on tha side of counter// for tha cops to look over//
stiffness sets in an hour// stench shortly there after
as tha body falls and thuds//cleanim up tha fuckin blood//
as im on tha white rug// i really scrub// im no gang thug//
cuz im jus really mean// they hatred in mah eyes gleam//
no prints left at tha scene// killin you clean and prestine//
