SCI FI KINGS OF POETRY PRESENTS (ST.SCALESAVELI '$) ELITE WEAPONS OF INTELLECT2
"The Final Pieces" PIECE 16 (THE FINAL PIECE)

Behold the weapons. For the final piece. Demons are getting exterminated. And frying from extreme heat. I wonder if my times come. I seen death make a play. For my soul but i didnt run. I say a prayer loading up my gun. Rather heaven or hell. I ain't stressing on the outcome. Im seeing visions as a little kid. Hustling hard. Some leave the block. But i never did. I feel the need to be king. Some just wanna live. Looking for cash. Jumped off the porch. Then i kicked the lid. Watching for time. Pacing like doing bids. Step out in front. And get destroyed. When you should of hid. My uncle slid the mac. Inside my baby crib. Stay ready for war. Aim at the door. This is how it is. I levitated up. Just like the holy wiz. Nephews on the move. Dont crumble. And handle your buis. Back on earth. I just wanna win. My eyes start to glow. And this is how it all begins. Piece by piece. Im focused on revenge. The life of a sick man. A murdered all my friends. THE END
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