Don't you know bitch i have a violent edge. You don't scream my name i'll hurt you I'll know if your faking. Faking love to me and faking orgasms with him You aren't real anymore whore. I wish I could hit you And serve the hard time The same hard time you made me serve Slut you cheated, cheated on what i gave you Fuck you. You say I raped you Fuck you again No I didn't, but i'll do it now. Lay down bitch Don't squirm whore it'll be over soon. That was my violent edge And now your dead and naked on the floor. You live like a whore, you die like a whore. I'm an investment banker, i'll die rich. When I see you in hell, i'll buy a confy seat. Where I can wacth you and hurt you... again and again and again and again. That is my violent edge!