I'll kill you if i must,
You'll vanish just like dust.

Oh yes, Im putting on a fight,
And I shall do it with all my might.

You'll not only be locked up in a cell,
I'm sure you'll be sent to hell.

I'll break you nose when I feel like it,
Yes your nose, filthy HYPOCRITE.




I'm horible in poetry. I can't find words that rhyme.

Anyhow, I HATE YOU YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

PS MC, Wenx: Its the piece of shit im talkin bout.