The Payback
I'm coming back
faster than a heart attack.
This is your only warning
I'll be there in the morning.
Your about to bear
the word,
unfair.
Don't be slow
or I'll make shore,
all of your babies don't grow,
catching my flow.
I will make it rain
the definition of the word, pain
all over this group
I'll make it continue in a loop.
Over and over
I'll make sure,
that every evil drop
will never stop.
I'm the pride
that comes from suicide.
You killed me
now I will kill thee.
watch out
your about to be
sold out.
Covered in red
I'm back from the dead
and I'm going to put a bullet in your heads.
Copyright © Blake Holland | Year Posted 2016
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