Koh-i-Noor

Death Comes In Threes (Bonus)

Hey yo, y'all think I'm dangerous? You're damn right I dangerous and I'mma prove it to y'all right now.

Yeah you pretty scared ain't ya?

Relax, it's just poetry...

It's just me and thee, y'all best plea and flee because we're on a killing spree and death comes in threes like points from shots outside of the key, you see, I'll chop y'all down at the knees and watch you fall like trees, then I'll tie your ass up and dump you off the quay, why are we so evil? That's just how it be, we dispense you with ease, y'all are doomed to freeze like getting caught in an avalanche on skis, you can't escape from deaths as brutal as these

I'm maiming y'all triplets, my bloody tools drip wet, you grab onto me for dear life, I enjoy watching y'all fade away the weaker your grip gets

Death comes in threes but it's expected there'll be more, if you make me your enemy I'mma make you see raw lyricism that'll blow you away like C-4

I'll haunt ya like a ghoul, I'm stubborn as a mule so if I don't get my way, I'll drown ya in a pool ya fool, it doesn't take much for me to lose my cool, I'm relatively cruel and capable of burning ya like fuel

If you so much as moan or groan, I'll rip the bones from body, snap them like styrofoam and use them as a xylophone

I'll leave you bound and gagged until you're found and dragged to the kennel where you'll be drowned and bagged and eventually discovered by a hound and shagged

Bitches I be battering, clattering and shattering, I keep my fangs chattering ready to eat those of you who're fattening, I'll leave your head rattling after I'm finished with my flattening so be careful who you're flattering

I'm a killing machine that'll pulverise your body until only your skull survives then pull the eyes out and toss them into the duller skies where my vulture flies

And if you manage to somehow survive through a fluke, I'mma come back around and drop a nuke