Too bad hell isn't sure
Bro I roll with the loving bloods you don't wanna forget with me I'll come to your house late at night and bust a cap in yo ass mother forgeter. We'll steal yo dog, make you pass up yo money fo it back and then sell it to some mexicans man. You don't wanna forget with me bitch I'm the top dog around here. You try and forget with me and I'll be selling yo organs on the sidewalk, fifty cents each, no refunds. If we can't sell all of them in a day we'll feed them to the local wild life, those deers sure do look starved. Maybe they'd like some
Shadowsfear kidney. Hell, I might be generous enough to feed some of your organs to some lonely, abandoned children on the street. But lets not go into details, and leave it at this: forget with me, and you'll have your star fish stretched to lengths and widths that is should not be stretched to.