To hell with you. With the hint of blood on the tip of my tongue I’ll put you out like the setting sun. Pray for your life I’ll hit you so hard your ancestors will roll. Listen to me or you’ll be six feet deep living with the worms. Your false kind should be awoke, my hands, your throat, now you die. If I ever saw your face I’ll choke you out these arms are snakes. You’re just a fake, a motherfucking mistake, you’re on my list to become lifeless. The wolves are now out, your blood is in the air. Cowards like you don’t stand a fucking chance. Listen to me or you’ll be six feet deep living with the worms. My hands your throat, now you’re dead. I’ll sign my name across your face with this knife.