Thug, Outlaw, Infamous

I'm not afraid of jail I'm not afriad of Hell Im comfortable at home As well in a cell Disregard for every rule Nickname me cruel A.K.A. crazy My rage never gets lazy Is it obvious I'm so immersed in hatred I have some sympathy inside me but nowhere permanent to place it Lets face it Im a rolling stone Bad like Michael Jackson(R.I.P.) Bad to the bone I think the devil fears me I know He hears me Eyes dry like the desert So I don't get teary That's probably why ghosts won't come near me I chase down them zombies They trudge away in fear but won't get away from me I'm that evil Yea that evil Words cut like a knife Yes sir my poems cleave you Law enforcement doesn't deserve respect Authority assassin Watch closely as I grasp the FBI by the neck People get so curious As to why I'm so furious Then they start to question about my rage's secret weapen R.A.G.E. stands for Richard Always Get Even This is way beyond realization Beyond believin I was bred this way Anger entered my home with intentions to forever stay It's ok Because as far as I can remember glee and joy was scarce A rarity I used the rest of my happiness so I donated it to charity As for dyin I'll be content to meet my maker No love for any being Girls call me heartbreaker Guys call me headbreaker Make them all pay for leaving me How could this be Which is worst: Being stranded Or being abandoned Maybe I'm just both In-between Pure mean Go to either heaven or hell and do a one-man raid I'm not afraid Because I'm a thug, outlaw, infamous