[Murder Time, a dark, ominous beat starts with a haunting bell toll, signaling the start of the verse] Yo, listen up, 'fore I take my prey Got my sights on you, it's murder time, ain't no delay The bell tolls for thee, it's your final call You're goin' down, motherfucker, ain't nobody gonna hear you fall My blade's sharpened, it's ready to slice Your life's on the line, it's time to pay the price You've been marked for death, it's your final hour Ain't nobody gonna save you, you're goin' down in a bloody shower I'm the grim reaper, come to collect your soul You've been livin' on borrowed time, now it's time to take control My hands are stained with blood, it's a deadly, cruel art You're just another victim, tearin' you apart The bell tolls for thee, it's your final goodbye You're goin' down, motherfucker, ain't nobody gonna ask why My blade's raised high, it's ready to strike You're goin' down, it's murder time, it's your final hike You should've kept your mouth shut, you should've kept it tight Now you're facin' death, it's a deadly, cold night My eyes are on the prize, it's your life I'm after You're goin' down, motherfucker, it's time to pay the laughter You thought you were safe, you thought you were free But now you're facin' death, it's just you and me My blade's gonna cut deep, it's gonna cut wide You're goin' down, motherfucker, you're gonna take the ride The bell tolls for thee, it's your final farewell You're goin' down, motherfucker, ain't nobody gonna tell My blade's deep in your chest, it's a deadly, fatal blow You're goin' down, it's murder time, it's time to let go You're tryin' to scream, but your voice is muffled and weak My hand's over your mouth, it's the last thing you'll speak You're tryin' to fight, but your body's goin' numb You're goin' down, motherfucker, it's time to succumb The bell tolls for thee, it's your final goodbye You're goin' down, motherfucker, ain't nobody gonna ask why My blade's raised high, it's ready to strike You're goin' down, it's murder time, it's your final hike You're just a memory, a distant, faded past You're just a statistic, a number that won't last My blade's the reason, it's the cause of your demise You're goin' down, motherfucker, it's time to close your eyes The bell tolls for thee, it's your final sound You're goin' down, motherfucker, it's time to hit the ground My blade's the last thing, you'll ever see You're goin' down, it's murder time, it's time to be free [Instructions: End with a haunting bell toll, and a final, heavy bass drop]
