Knife in Hand

Knife in hand
The sun gleams on my blade
You make different, even better
Because on my blade is your blood

Knife in hand
I stab you wherever I want
Everything is my choice
I can stab you in the dick or you in the cunt

If someone sees me
Then someone sees me
I could give a shit
They could be next on my list
That fucker will be next on my list

Knife in hand
the good people run and scream
It really doesn’t matter to me
I’ll end who they will be

Knife in hand
Those motherfuckers will cease to stand
I have middle fingers on my hand
My blade knows where to land

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