this is old..wrote it like last year but i still like it. its just something to creep your moffie asses out and hopefully somehow entertain yal, i dont know really.. call this the stalker (and hell yeah G write poetry ..fuck you on about/ hahaha….enjoy!)
I know, i know, i know, i know..
I will, i will, i will, i will..
I wont i know i wont.. Avenge my pain with a kill..
Maybe i should, maybe i shouldnt think..
Maybe i should just let loose and get controlled by whats in my drink..
Lemme stop, stop right here, lemme go no further..
Lemme carry on, coz it wont be seen as murder..
If i go to her crib, take the money and the jewellery..
Its gonna look like an accident, no one’s gonna think that it was me..
Stab her in her heart, take her life and leave..
But what if she survives, what if she dies?
Why am i thinking when i know whats right..
She betrayed me, its time i tied the score..
Slit her neck n carry the head of this little whore..
Does she know how much i care bout her..
How much i love her and what i’d do for her..
I guess not, maybe its hard to see..
Maybe she knows but maybe she wants to just hurt me..
I dont know why but tonight is the nite i deliver the blow..
I wanna see her blood on the floor..
I wanna make her feel exactly what i felt..
When i found out she getting married to somebody else..
She can scream if she wants to but that wont help..
Imma lick my weapon clean at the end.. The sweet taste of revenge..
Hurting u will hurt me but i dont give a damn..
Coz if i cant have you nobody can..