Murder on Main & drive ft shankley and dj flame

H4ZE · 02-11-2014, 06:54 PM

H4ZE:
Shit, I don't know what to do, should I fire my son?
He's only holding me back,making it longer till retirement comes
I can tell he's been out on the streets trying some drugs
The decisions final,tomorrow morning I'm gonna fire this chump
I wake up, get ready, and its off to my office
He arrives late as usual and he's talking some nonsense
I have him report to my office, and he complains that he's tired
I sit him down, say "that's good" and I explain that he's fired
He goes into shock,gives me an evil look,shrugs and then laughs
He leaves the office, only saying "fine, I didn't wanna come back"
I sit back in my chair, wondering how he'll react when he gets home
I knew he was pissed, I could see it in his eyes when he was let go
I brush off my worries, sit up and do some paper work
I start to think,"that kid has issues and I probably made em worse"
A bit concerned, I head home early, tryna get the thoughts away
Get home and my wife's bitching, saying she's had an awful day
I pretend to listen,look around and see that my son isn't here
Wife says he was, says he was acting fine,there's nothing to fear
I look in the refrigerator to find he's drunk all my beers
I slam the door shut "fuck! What the fuck is his deal!"
I sit down, turn on the t.v. , find nothing on and I sigh
Thoughts race through my mind right now I kinda want him to die
I sit and think, "I kinda feel bad for the kiddo"
Then I snap out, as I hear a crack of the window

Shankley:
"You have been late on numerous occasions
You works been slipping your only salvation
And then there is the drugs and allegations
I'm going to have to let you go, I have lost my patience"

Slip a pillow case over his face keep it a surprise
I planned loads of pain be screaming my name sure to be nice
Softball bat to the nape of his neck turn off his lights
Drag him to he basement to the chair imma tie him tight
Take a drag on my joint should liven up this event
Scarf down some shrooms it'll help me to vent
I pull a needle from my coat adrenaline is inside
This'll wake him up no doubt now he'll see his joy and pride
I cock back my fist aim for his face I want to hurt him
Pull a knife from the table a nice big one
I slice down his face take aim for his arm and slide it in one
It pins down his arm I see the fear he knows it is the end
Off comes his hands cut off his ring finger to my mother to send
He asks "why are you doing this to me I am your father"
"It was you that fired me. It should have been you to try harder"
Next go for the place of my origin His balls and cock are next
He screams in agony swearing and cursing me, only gets me vexed
His throat is cut his blood spraying my clothes I'm totally soaked
As I go to take off his head my hand holding the knife is grabbed by some bloke..

Flames-

All hail Officer Robert! Writing up for speed a tad bit over fifty five
And then there's sherriff Mr. Johnson, can't wait till sheriff dies!
In parent's eyes, I'm just a wanna be cop in bare disguise,
See you texting and driving and you'll be scared alive
For extra size, I buff up at Burger King with some extra fries,
And I'm slowly killing Mr. Johnson, 'cause a bigger badge is my new prize
Some make fun- of the way I cross my eyes, or the way I eat my pies
Wait- What?! Murder on Main & Drive, don't worry, Mr. J- It's just a basic crime

I put on my sunglasses, so they can't see me cry,
'Bout how I'ma catch my first crook, since the day I've been alive!
"Don't go in yet, guys!"
"But they say he's outta there now!" "Well that's the biggest fucking lie!"
Shooting at the sky- As I watch the police chopper fly
Killing my own now- 'Cause all the glory should be mine
They'll never catch me- or test me, well, it should be fine
Through lows and highs- I see the fucking swine

"He's jumping out!" I say to myself, don't care about anyone else
Struggling to keep my pants up- as i'm tightening my belt
Crying like hell- looks like his broken hand has swelled
As I run up, can't hide it- so excited- to throw this kid in jail!
5'8, match the description well, not tan kind of pale
Glad he jumped off the rail- Cuz i couldn't have caught him very well
I try to talk to him, but he pleads the fifth- refusing to say stuff
Wait- It gets better Mr. J's up, on the building, Mr. J's stuck
Beep- wait- what the fuck? "Deputy, good morning! It's time to wake up!"

02-11-2014, 06:54 PM	#1
H4ZE Member Join Date: Jan 2014 Location: Florida Posts: 77 Battle Record: 1-2 Rep Power: 0	Murder on Main & drive ft shankley and dj flame H4ZE: Shit, I don't know what to do, should I fire my son? He's only holding me back,making it longer till retirement comes I can tell he's been out on the streets trying some drugs The decisions final,tomorrow morning I'm gonna fire this chump I wake up, get ready, and its off to my office He arrives late as usual and he's talking some nonsense I have him report to my office, and he complains that he's tired I sit him down, say "that's good" and I explain that he's fired He goes into shock,gives me an evil look,shrugs and then laughs He leaves the office, only saying "fine, I didn't wanna come back" I sit back in my chair, wondering how he'll react when he gets home I knew he was pissed, I could see it in his eyes when he was let go I brush off my worries, sit up and do some paper work I start to think,"that kid has issues and I probably made em worse" A bit concerned, I head home early, tryna get the thoughts away Get home and my wife's bitching, saying she's had an awful day I pretend to listen,look around and see that my son isn't here Wife says he was, says he was acting fine,there's nothing to fear I look in the refrigerator to find he's drunk all my beers I slam the door shut "fuck! What the fuck is his deal!" I sit down, turn on the t.v. , find nothing on and I sigh Thoughts race through my mind right now I kinda want him to die I sit and think, "I kinda feel bad for the kiddo" Then I snap out, as I hear a crack of the window Shankley: "You have been late on numerous occasions You works been slipping your only salvation And then there is the drugs and allegations I'm going to have to let you go, I have lost my patience" Slip a pillow case over his face keep it a surprise I planned loads of pain be screaming my name sure to be nice Softball bat to the nape of his neck turn off his lights Drag him to he basement to the chair imma tie him tight Take a drag on my joint should liven up this event Scarf down some shrooms it'll help me to vent I pull a needle from my coat adrenaline is inside This'll wake him up no doubt now he'll see his joy and pride I cock back my fist aim for his face I want to hurt him Pull a knife from the table a nice big one I slice down his face take aim for his arm and slide it in one It pins down his arm I see the fear he knows it is the end Off comes his hands cut off his ring finger to my mother to send He asks "why are you doing this to me I am your father" "It was you that fired me. It should have been you to try harder" Next go for the place of my origin His balls and cock are next He screams in agony swearing and cursing me, only gets me vexed His throat is cut his blood spraying my clothes I'm totally soaked As I go to take off his head my hand holding the knife is grabbed by some bloke.. Flames- All hail Officer Robert! Writing up for speed a tad bit over fifty five And then there's sherriff Mr. Johnson, can't wait till sheriff dies! In parent's eyes, I'm just a wanna be cop in bare disguise, See you texting and driving and you'll be scared alive For extra size, I buff up at Burger King with some extra fries, And I'm slowly killing Mr. Johnson, 'cause a bigger badge is my new prize Some make fun- of the way I cross my eyes, or the way I eat my pies Wait- What?! Murder on Main & Drive, don't worry, Mr. J- It's just a basic crime I put on my sunglasses, so they can't see me cry, 'Bout how I'ma catch my first crook, since the day I've been alive! "Don't go in yet, guys!" "But they say he's outta there now!" "Well that's the biggest fucking lie!" Shooting at the sky- As I watch the police chopper fly Killing my own now- 'Cause all the glory should be mine They'll never catch me- or test me, well, it should be fine Through lows and highs- I see the fucking swine "He's jumping out!" I say to myself, don't care about anyone else Struggling to keep my pants up- as i'm tightening my belt Crying like hell- looks like his broken hand has swelled As I run up, can't hide it- so excited- to throw this kid in jail! 5'8, match the description well, not tan kind of pale Glad he jumped off the rail- Cuz i couldn't have caught him very well I try to talk to him, but he pleads the fifth- refusing to say stuff Wait- It gets better Mr. J's up, on the building, Mr. J's stuck Beep- wait- what the fuck? "Deputy, good morning! It's time to wake up!"