Tears Of Ink

A permanent tear runs down my wicked smiling face
Sickened and sinister looking as your heart rate begins to race
Look deeply into this psycho's eyes, and morbidity you realize
I got you all paralyzed as you prepare to witness your demise, get ready to be agonized

This tear is scarred and I earned it in battle
The sound of my glock excreting hot slugs is enough to make the whole block rattle and street legacies unravel
I'm stuck living in these mental shackles
Grappled in shambles chasing after false castles
And living a hassle as I hustle to hear the quickly burning crack crackle