Money Don't Matter Tonight
Its the Death of a Traitor Coveter of Neighbors with an Infectious Behavior,
This calls for the Meticulous Slayers of the most Conspicuous Players,
Hope he said goodbye ti his peeps and recited his Ridiculous Prayers,
Cause Money don't Matter Tonight its the day when they slaughter his Type,
I am a Monser in Site devouring this imposter who lie between all the Laugher and Hype,
Should be stupid of me but a Note to the Wise, He bullied me for Most of my Life,
The Demonic Murmurs aren't Right, Send his Soul to the Light on a Tour with the Christ,
"Slit his Tonsils with a Knife infront of Hundreds on Sight for Fucking your Wife"
while you worked under the Hot Sun just to buy her that lovely Dress that she Saw at the Store,
I'm Hopelessly possessed by malevolent spirits that want the crime to be Raw and Gore,
Been holding the feeling inside of Murderous rage for so long so its Not just a Chore,
To watch the traitorous bastard Gasp and Implore implale by a lance on the Sands and the Floor,
The Siren will Sound, By then he is already dwelling in a place where its Silent and Cold,
With a Pole of Titanium Puncture a Hole in his Cranium leave it Opened like Sadium,
The invisible giant ho will Tie him down to an electric chair where His skin will fold and then Burnt to a Toast,
The fire will keep blazing violently spreading till his Bones are Roast,
His ashes will be spread in cold winds of the South, His Lips clamped with Pins on his Mouth,
This is what the price he pays, what the real Sinning is About,
Manipulate the life of his mates n all the Siblings that Sprout,
For Crossing those unbound with the Deadliest of Minds,
Puffing horific crimes one in a while just for the crown to Replenish the Shine,
A Military General whose actions are Cynical Infernal,
There were no second thoughts when the blunt object was Splitting his Internal,
This was not for the fame or the fortune it was the End of the Road,
They Got rid of his accomplice and even the Friend that he Told,
Steady and Rogue His body wasn't even Sent to the Morgue...
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