right now im keystyling so here goes. Someones pissing me off in opposite side of the room.
once again a fight has blown,
getting the wrong idea of how its shown,
the voices left only to drone,
nothing to hit me except a stone,
bricks and knives now its time to fight,
finding a stick nd gripping it tight,
proving u wrong just in spite,
wont be finished til the end of night,
shocked nd engaged,
twisted enraged,
voilence occurs nothing left to in cage,
stored for life with evrything so dull,
fell like smashing the shit out of his skull.