I violate, I move through your veins
I penetrate your brain say my name I’m violence.
If your a girl boy or any ethnic background
I attack you regardless I could care less,
all I need is a weak conscience to convince you to violent disobedience,
I change your life from an innocent baby to a convict,
I’ll Throw in some weed and lead you to anger
putting everyone around you in danger.
Anger, isn’t that how it starts, a relentless restless reckless frustrating confusion between your doubt conscience.
A generational blindness that shows that ignorance is the new kindness or,
how bad means good so it isn’t good to do what you should because you really shouldn’t,
So you will sit back and allow me to take the driver seat,
I’m in control my friend honestly you just pray on the weak,
fight fight fight!!!!!! Man I love when you chant my brothers name,
because the pressure increases like a car in the fast lane,
The pressures of your peers cloud your mind with fears,
They’ll think I’m weak, they won’t accept me,
everybody wants to see a fight except me,
I have to protect my rep so you can’t expect me to back down,
I’m the don, I’m a God, just call me blasphemy,
This punk stepped on my shoes so he needs a blast from me,
So I confuse and use men and women to abuse each other,
putting sister against sister brother against brother,
I spotted my next victim so I will end my message with this,
When you look into your eyes you’ll see me in disguise,
I hunger and thirst for screams and cry’s,
I live for revenge and hate those who forgive,
I will continually speak lies through your favorite rappers,
I use them to promote violence, put a beat with it and make it a toe tapper,
as you meditate and appreciate those who give you the wrong choice to make,
I laugh in your face because it leaves you an aftertaste of hidden disgrace and you honor your evil prince,
I have a high rank in this world, you can’t escape me my name is Sir violence.