You made my life hell
I will make sure,
Your life not goes well
You think you are the one
I will blow you from my hate gun.
You are mud blood
I am a rare blood
Your breathe will hitch
You will be thrown in a ditch
You think i am fool
Baby grown up,
You are mine playing tool
Color of love and blood is red
I will ruin you,
Get in your head
Baby you are a wicked witch
I will make sure that you will be ditch
I am making a thing to you clear
Its mine dream and your nightmare
Get ready and be aware
Because i play fair
By : cuteshrma
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