Released on November 20, 2010

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02. Breathless

Standing in a niche with a wire in my fist

& then you walk past with your boyfriend holding hands

I jump down without a sound & club his dome out

Squeeze the wire to your neck until there's no sound

Stomp both of you down with you're dead & he's out

Only thing I leave cops are 2 bodies on the ground

You try to rush me while I'm on a payphone

You'll get it bashed in your skull 40x even after ya fall

Don't matter if your brain is all over the place

I tie the cord of the phone to your neck where ya lay

In the middle of yеlling at me I'll pull out the gat

Pump 5 in your esophagus & watch you fall flat

I'll bеat the shit out of you as bloodshed flies

Hang you from your front yard tree & leave you out to dry

Might come to your house on xmas eve

& fill your ventilation system with carbons then leave

Merry xmas bitch, your whole family is forever asleep

Food for thought, respect Tha V

Walk into your church in the middle of a service

Grab a hold of that fake lying filthy reverend

Strangled that bitch with his blood I wrote "187."

Also drew a V cross, then a "111."

Now, if god is heaven & really alive

He just witnessed your sorry ass die

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Breathless

I'm gonna leave you fucking breathless

Breathless

Strangled, suffocated, shot, stabbed & headless

Better not be falling asleep tonight

Or you're gonna find yourself hanging from a street light

You better conserve your blood & your breath

Motherfucker I'll collect every bit I can get

Creep up on ya with a pillow over your mouth

Cry for help, go ahead & scream out loud

You're still gonna die without a fucking sound

Fuck your last words they are not allowed

Crushing the lives of who I despise

I'll confiscate your breath & watch you die

Watch your funeral from a distance while they all cry

Blast shots from a tree as they pray to the sky

Everyone disperses, speed away hearses

Your thoughts of hope, I'm here to reverse 'em

Gonna take a bite then a slice out your Adams apple

Don't put your life on the line you'll lose the gamble

Don't attempt to stall me with your tedious ramble

Like a lawnmower I'll leave you chomped & trampled

I'm a monster that's been awakened by my rivals

Wearing blood like war paint, killing your idols