I sneak upon ya with my knife,
I seduce you with my silver blade,
I'm cold as ice,It don't matter how much you beg,
You'll never be the same again,
DEADAnd to that you speak your last.
Don't doubt my ability,
I have serious agility.I'm like a black cat,
And if you see me on ya street,
You better not fight back,Can't beat me in a fight,
I'm too strong,
Like a vodka and beer.Can't catch this cat,
Better believe you've got a bullet
Stuck in ya back.Good night, good morning, afternoon,
A poison, a knife or a bullet,
Don't matter which.I'll kill ya dead on my watch.
Get paid in gold and silver blocks!
No needa remember my name.I'll cut you down and set off a flame.
Good bye kiddo,
My job here is done.It's time go back to being on the run.
Too slick, to savvy,
My perfume can attack ya,
My lipstick is a tazer.I don't fall in love,
I don't feel love,
You don't wanna remember me.I've never been caught.
My crimes are just as cruel,
As if you got ya ass fucked in jail.I've always work alone,
Every villain's afraid of me,
You take my prize,I take ya life.
No distractions,
I'm never late.I'm always on time.
Catch ya later, I'm dropping this rhyme.
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I hop out the window and across the rooftops.
When I reach my hole in the wall, Jasper surprises me and I almost kill him.
"Jas, what the fuck!! You mean ass bastard" I chuckle.
"Scared ya!! Haha" he says, growling.
"Did you catch anything today?" I say, waiting for a story as I grab a bite to eat from the fridge.
"Nah... Got away." He says shaking his head, "But I did steal us some alcohol."
"Good. I needed that."
"Why? Gonna light a fire to this place soon? We're doing well here."
"I think Torres-Hernandez has her eye on us. We better not mess around too long here.
"Gotcha..."
"So.... how was your day...?" I ask, curling up on the couch and drawing on myself with sharpies.
"Eh. Could've been better."
"And why is that, ?"
"Because. I missed a shot..."
"But you Never miss. What happened??" I say, taking off my jacket and walking to the bathroom.
"I don't know. And frankly, I don't wanna talk about it... What if Torres finds out I failed??"
"Hey, Jas. It's going to be okay. I promise. You're my partner. Everything will be okay."
"Uh huh..."
"Right. Imma take a shower."
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I take off my clothes and hop into the shower.
While in the shower I think about how long I've known Torres has been sending letters that she's always watching. I wish I could tell Jasper but it would kill him....
And I know he has a crush on me.... We've gotten hot a few times before...
I don't feel love. I don't. He's my partner and friend.... I don't like him like that.... Do I? How would I know?
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Classy Assassin
PoetryA classic Assassin who drops a hot rhyme who kills for money and might just be in love with her partner Jasper.