I'm tired of creeps
& evil men
Who like to prey
On the innocent
Talk all that trash
When you're with your friends
But if I get you alone
I'll have you then
I carry a box cutter
& an old pair of knuckle-dusters
I'll see you in red
By the day's end
You'll be dead
Drag you out front of your home and give you what for!
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