[VERSE 1] Gunna gut you down Till there’s no resemblance. Bring murder to the neighbourhood Bring fear to the residents. Fucked-up domestic. You thought you were untouchable, But now you got a death wish. You’re just not gripping this. Ima catch you by your whip and crib Hunting knife between your ribs, Like all the dick you get bitch. You begged me too. Now I’ma be fulfilling your wish, bitch. [HOOK] You know who you are I ain't gotta say your name You wanted somebody dead Now somebody's gonna pay I don't scare easy, fuck fear, that shit never lived here You been plotting on my life, now you made the whole thing clear [VERSE 2] Red stains on the pavement Everything you wanted, Just not where you thought it. You wanted death, now it’s on its way, Won’t see me coming, Won’t roll up in a whip. Won’t use a gun, part of your request. I’ll be honest, Show up on foot Get to business quick before you even see or get to look, At every wound puncturing your body Blade sharp enough to stab through multiple phone books. Break bones in the action Is this what you thought would happen? Carve your face while you struggle for breath Make you warm with your blood, So much flowing out, Pool of it on your chest Now you finally get the chance to really see Hell. [PSYCHOLOGICAL BRIDGE] Got a death wish in your mouth, now you’re choking on the phrase All that shit you used to talk disappearing in a haze You thought this was entertainment, thought I’d treat it like a game I don’t need to raise my voice, I can whisper and it’s worse Every thought inside my head getting darker than the first You wanted me beneath the dirt, wanted silence, wanted peace Now your name lives in a nightmare that refuses to release [HOOK] You know who you are I ain't gotta say your name You wanted somebody dead Now somebody's gonna pay I don't scare easy, fuck fear, that shit never lived here You been plotting on my life, now you made the whole thing clear [VERSE 3] No chance at screaming. Cut up and dying. Rip out his vocal cords, Cut off your tongue. Got you dying at home, In front of ya house, On the road. Treated me like a joke, But won’t see me coming. Ya death gonna be slow. Slash ya throat. Be done with ya, Yeah, and then i’m out. Take a stroll by the river, Throw the blade in with an attached reality dose. A note, Saying he shoulda died much quicker. Show every part of it Leave em quivered. A deaths whisper, With an offensive letter. Cut off his existence, Now the world can be better. Colder then the winter, Unpredictable like the weather.
