Sunday, December 22, 2013

Thoughts after a 2 mile ice run

All you young men who threatened me
And challenged me to a fight
You better get your shit together
You better get your heads right

Something was watching over you
Because if you'd have put your hands on me
It's would have immediately gone to life and death
It would have immediately gone to

To be or not to be

I always carry at least three blades
And as crazy as it gets now a days
You'd have been loosing blood
And going into a daze

Before you'd have figured out
You were being killed
You were already dead
And all for that stupid stupid thrill

Of you being a bad ass
Ready to go post to pillar
Because frankly I'm not a fighter

But I am still a killer

6:14 pm
transcribed this time
6:37 pm





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