I feel the sickness running through me My veins fueled the hate that's surrounding the pain Your lack of care makes me wanna break My eyes are bleeding from the shit you do I'll slit you up into a bunch of pieces You've been going long enough with all the shit you talked Tired of punk motherfuckers like you You better not wanna see me Because I'm your killer Fill the bullets Point the gun Pull the trigger Erase your enemy Feel the pain Feel the pleasure Pull your sickness Erase your enemy Motherfucker don't fuck with me I am a killer that's all you need to know Come up come up and you'll get a taste Sit behind the screen and talk smack You ain't worth shit to me But it's time for a proper teaching When I see you I'll leave you all smacked Come around and you'll find out more Motherfuckers what the fuck is up 1327 bitch Proper shit talkers Get left dead