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Slayer


You know Slashers like Jason and Michael and Pinhead and Freddy  
Leatherface and Ghostface and Pennywise and Jigsaw  
But do you recall  
The best slayer of them all?  
Wally the slicing spitter  
Had a vocabulary so verbose  
And if you ever crossed him  
His sharp lines would cut off your nose  
All of the other slashers  
Didnít want to let him kill  
They wouldnít let him have his own movie  
To show off his slashing skills  
Then one day on Hallow's eve  
Samhain came to say  
Wally with your rhymes so tight  
Won't you go out and slay tonight  
Then all of the other slashers  
Got mad saying ďnot another starĒ  
And Wally smiled a vile smile  
Because he about to spit some barsÖ  

Iíma slash and smash and thrash you while you convulse  
I have a need to watch you bleed until you have no pulse †
Iíll jab and stab through every major sinew, tendon and joint  
Then watch you cry and writhe in agony just to prove a point  

My cold cuts are gross when I spill your bowels and guts  
For kicks I slice off dicks and also feed you your own nuts  
Iíll observe you gag as you drag yourself across the floor  
Then Iíll store your limp body like a gimp inside a drawer  

Want more hardcore gore and horror for entertainment lore  
I got rhymes like crimes ready to climb your mind and core  
Iíll pierce so many tiny holes your Trypophobia will take its toll  
As you lay there bleeding out without a doubt Iíll claim your soul  

Hark!  
I hear some dumbfucks somewhere playing with Ouija boards  
I think Iíll go appear and slice them with a horde of swords  
Theyíll scream because Iím hell-bent on torture and torment  
Their pain is my reign of terror, filled with evil merriment  

And once Iíve had my fill of slashing and rhyme rite  
Iíll lick the blade and fade away into the dark of night  

Peace

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