Rippin Em (Incomplete)

Chorus:
Ridiculous times that we livin in
crimes being commited when
the wicked get to live again
theyd die for the sickest sin
the sickest men with twisted minds
twisted times we livin in never givin in
so im jack the ripper rippin em


It was magic when i wrote this abracadabra hocus pocus time to progress time to focus cuz i must discuss the skills that i possess the same ones that i hold within i told you once i say again i spit venom back at them enter in and poisonin there entire systa-hem time to strike and slice again jack the ripper rip again in the night is when i move came up from behind watchu gonna do time for the finale wrap my hand around ur mouth and drag you back into the alley where i take all of my victims behind the chapel raise the knife and burst it in ur adams apple to the other side time to die as i stab your face full of knives countless lives lost at the hands of mine


If i dont get you then death will im worse then death im like death equipped with sickle cell i got the sickest cells that clone them selves in the midst of hell i side swiped suicide until he killed himself i put depression on medication gave cancer to aids and gave that to a sepsis patient i gave limbs to an amputation just to take em away then sat back an watched him cry his eyes out all fucking day