Sorry about the length, but my creative juices were really flowing
This is more of a rap adapted into poem form. I love multi-syllable rhymes. Check it out. Oh and try not to be offended...lol.
When will niggas see
That tempting me will instantly
Unleash the beast that lives in me
Who’s lyrically the sickest freak in history
My family tree
Was planted with the devil’s seed
And drenched in Hennessy
Which means the inner me is evil energy
My inner G is made from misery
So there’s simply no sympathy
When I deem you my enemy
You can see me lingering
Deep in your dreams
Like mysteries
Or vividly picture me crippling
Your sister’s meat viciously in her sleep
Then we’ll see how deep my dick my reach
Till it bleeds, feeling me?
Nigga please
Your life ain’t shit to me
Like pennies to the richest king
Visit me on Christmas Eve
Bring your wife and kids and see
Just how sick I be
When committing my killing sprees
At first I build machines
With wooden frames and metal springs
To lift your feet as you get mangled
While you dangle from both ankles
For your surgery
Nervously crying your final words to me
With urgency as if the guilt is hurting me
But certainly this shit is mercy free
So there’s no point in begging me
To make the murder cease
And don’t worry if first it seems
The pain is too extreme
Cause all of this is purposely
Design to hurt you in the worst degree
And usually I do this all involuntarily
Because the devil’s double daring me
No longer in control
I lost my soul
But God won’t bury me
It’s like I grabbed Life by her throat
And forced the hoe to marry me
So there’s no fear in me
I’m lasting for eternity
Like Tom & Jerry’s beef
So even though I’m more than gifted
Ripping up victims in different positions
With weapons of every selection
God won’t fuck with me
Because I’m out his jurisdiction
Like a foreign politician on a mission
From Hell
At the gates of Heaven with a Mac Eleven
Bucking angels with shells
Until they’re angel dust
Sniff them up and stay on the trail
Many tried to prevail
Got in my way and they failed
If your loved ones are here
Then I’m afraid they got killed
I made it all the way to God himself
Aiming my steel
Clip full of bullets laced with
Straight concentrated hatred
That’ll shake him for real
Then I kidnapped the motherfucker
You might find him lying naked in a field
Or see him hanging from a cloud
When the rain is coming down
I’m more evil than the worst
And a genius with these words
Like a murderer in church
Converting priests to do his work
I’ll drop you where you stand
And watch you seep into the Earth
And reemerge to do my dirt
Like a zombie seeking work.