dead wrongA Poem by Hunter Zabbai
here's a quick little story
about how i murder people gory like jason voorhees got you fallin on your knees get up so i can really f**k you up like the s**t you are hon coz you aint no virgin love i'm a little dimwitted and demented kill you on the wet cement leave you imprented and impregnated when i raped renee yesterday on her driveway then i drove away and by the way i'm so f*****g high that i might die today 2 live crew, f*****g with death ya'll been looking for the best but you still ain't f*****g seen him yet because he's still working at mac donalds and hasn't got a deal yet crazy than a crazy vietnam vet with a chopper and an amphetamine diet on acid in lake placid listeing to amy winehouse like she's a classic f*****g faker than silicone fabric not real made up, has been just coz you die doesnt make you good or something true but you're nobody till somebody f*****g kills you so i made this other personality to kill me instantly make me more sick than a w***e with syphillis and an aids infested c**t and i'll rape a b***h, kill her, and rape her again rape my way up hollywood till i get the oslen twins hannah monatana rather get blown by dakata fanning murder goldie hawn with three pawn pieces on her front lawn i'm john lennon influenced by biggie and slim traveling a long way from the devil's doorway the killer city, or down in mississippi wherever you find me im guaranteed to me smoking weed drinking beer, abusing w****s and getting some green
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Added on August 27, 2011 Last Updated on August 27, 2011 Author
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