Face Me

May 28, 2010
By ImYourDee BRONZE, Dhaka, Other
ImYourDee BRONZE, Dhaka, Other
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I go through your mind,
I'm going fast, possibly making your eyes blind,
I go fast, I am not tired
Jerks at my back, they cannot growl they just roar.

I'm Hannibal Lecter, as well as Jack,
Bringing the reaper, squashing his rack;
I don't kill woman I just kill people who do talk at my back,
Oh wow, boo that pow, get off it is now your chance!

I'm killing dudes who block my way,
Blockades, obstacles and nays
Making their proud lives all gray,
I'm coming, oh I'm rushing, oh you should all start to pray!

Pray to whom?
You'll get no room,
Roller fairies now it's your doom,
Israfil's now playing a drum,
It's on fire, it's sounds BOOM BOOM,
If you have any courage, show 'em.

I know you can't come up,
Hover around my ***- wet towel,
I’m Dee The Reaper son just in case you’re thinking of saving your face
You have no face to save by the time I’m through with this place!

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