Root ’em out

Caregiver until my operation gets a mole

Morality grey if you wanna keep a throne

Hold down the fort, protect the home

Off a cliff or through a window, you’re getting thrown

Use darkness as a cloak, nothing harmless, make him croak

Twilight is my robe, hangman with the rope

Don’t pity him, this is what he enrolled in 

When I roll in I’m looking fancy, like one of the fancy

My house like something from a fantasy

Gold and jewels no matter where you glance

We dance all night to Dance of the Knights

Diamonds blinding as they catch the scant lights of night

No barcodes so no lines getting scanned

No scran, just line after line like a poet’s hand

No scam I’ve got as many grams as you’ve got grand

Drop it over in the Land Rover, my coat made of lambs

I’ve got loads since I extinguished the lamps and took my oath

Deaf until He spoke, deft until he poked my best laid plans full of holes

I was scrimping while you were getting fattened

Smashed you like a smash burger, patty flattened

I started to notice patterns, you look flash in your paddy cap

Then the Paddy got flattened

Had you battered, had your face smashed

Your teeth shattered like nothing heretofore mattered

Too easy to fall, I’m not here to crawl

I’m here to force my way over or through a wall

Looking after a whole crew and resources is exhausting

Nothing I won’t resort to, force you to breathe in my exhaust

You’re chained to the bumper, forced to walk behind the Austin

You changed, blew your own trumpet, now your life is exhausted.

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