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Oct 15
I'm not really that good of a guy, even though I act like one on the fly.
When I Ninja Walk into yo mother ******' house, I'll ninjits-you.
You're gonna ******' die.
It's seemin', I'm leavin', all you bleedin', seein' your life is now receiptin'.
Leavin' your head, on your Grandmother's door.
Wait till she finds it, heart attack fo' sho'.
Eatin' Grandma's face, then stealin' all her change.
Chop the rest up, Hidin' it away.
Stalkin' yo' Mom, on the ******' phone.
Then tellin' her, "I'm gonna nut", "Don't put me on hold".

My Ninja Walk, won't catch your eyes, these homicides are no surprise.
Killin' you is my grand prize.
Findin' you sleepin, is your demise.
My Ninja Walk won't catch yo' eyes.
Written by
Keith  37/M/United States
(37/M/United States)   
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