This for all you, this for all you, this for all you

This for all you playa hataz who be talkin' that shit (Talkin' that shit)

This for all you, this for all you, this for all you

This for all you playa hataz who be talkin' that shit (Talkin' that shit)

Demonic mind, why must I love to take so many lives?

Why do I leave them suffering lying there to die?

Why do I send their mother pictures?

Just to watch her cry

Why does the Devil use me to commit these evil crimes?

Why must I inflict all these multiple stab wounds?

I'm grabbing the butcher knife

How come I must torture and paralyze victims

Before I'm truly satisfied?

I cannot stop tryin' to prove to myself

That I am a weaponry master