Scumbag Bloodrag

 
I can not trust you. You have never proven your weight in gold.
I watch the things you do, and wonder if you'll be lonely when you're old
Your face greets me with a fake smile that is full of false hopes
When you were a child, did you want to be a scumbag? I think you reached your goal
I don't know how turned into this monster, you are not the guy I was knew
You have huirt your brethren, through and through
Speaking words that are untruthful and ullusive
You have no right to hold your title, your ways are putrid
Women and men have fallen to prey to them and never stood a chance
You ever betray me, I will hurt you at first glance
I await the day the gods allow you to be so foolish and unwise
I will unleash a rage on you until my fist cries
My anger has been supressed, locked away and depressed
He'll be happy to be set free, he'll treat you the best
My words are full of rage that heat the blood coursing these veins
I should have released it for all the wrong you done, all their pains
Their hearts all have been bled by your knife, pierced through the back
Your words calming them down, ending their thoughts to attack
Not me, I have eighteen years of rage supressed and locked away
Awaiting for the right wrong person to rub me the wrong way
My words are my weapons, and they slice like any blade
But my fist won't hesitate to destroy your face
I'll walk away satisfied with a blood rag
All from you, you scumbag