Attacker
By zeusdawg
What am I? Man or a beast? Machine or primitive? Ready for most but with plans for the least Loose lips cause everytime Zeus flips Cuts up your squad watching as red juice drips Thunderbolt slicing the air like a ragin’ saw Electrocuting everyone that breaks Meaghan’s law Burn and roast like black toast from my wicked skill Never cauterize the wound and watch the liquid spill To mix with pills and start up my electric drill A missed hit will prolong the length of this quick kill My list splits till I lay your former district still And then the missiles milk the earth of these ballistic hills Five minutes back you said I lost my mind Until the beat was laced with all my verbal cyanide Now try and hide pass the time to find yourself luck less Because that line between insane and genius is successHmmm... I read it now and I think I'm too angry Written March 1st, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 11:31 PM PST 20 • 0 • 1
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"What am I? Man or a beast?..."