Lyrical Assassin

The Lyrical Assassin
You don't wanna mess with him

Here I stand firm

Deleting daunting doubt; tumbling walls

Of fear, taking trophies on my own terms—

Defying consequences, kicking Fate in the balls.

Here I stand firm

Skillfully slugging opposition’s industrious crew.

Constantly chasing down fools with clear intent to bring harm

Annihilating every appearance of a threat with tried tools.

Here I stand firm

My position locked and confirmed

Aiming lethal verbs about 9mm in your direction,

Pumping my Glocks pushing you to the verge of extinction.

Here I stand firm

To whom it may concern:

I stand true

And I shall not be moved.

Akpan

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