I’mma tell ya another story that ya won’t forget,
Nah man I ain’t sayin’ ya will regret it.
The kid’s name is Jerry Winters a real cool kid,
Man, he’ll surely regret what he did.
A bully named Rex Millers,
He hung wit dem drug dealers.
Wishin’, he was a cool dude,
But he went overdue.
Wishin’ that he was cool,
Sayin’ Blood words like bool.
Swishin’ in da ball game,
Really Rex was just lame.
Just couldn’t let Jerry win,
Doesn’t know what he has been.
Boy does he regret what he said,
Cuz Jerry almost ended up dead.
Cashin’ in somethin’ like brass knuckles,
He used it for evil and not good and chuckles.
Rex surely didn’t want this kid to live,
“He’s puny and dweeby,” he told him.
Man ya surely a big jerk and a nerd,
He shanked him wit the knuckles not saying a word.
Jerry bled so badly and cried for a while,
When he got up he saw his blood and yelled.
Rex, you’ll surely go to hell for this,
Dead upon you for your deadly sins.
All ye have sinned, ye go to hell,
He turned to a random page in the Bible.
Why oh why have ye be a sinner,
Rex danced all around like he’s the winner.
Surely he felt pitiful for what he did,
Cuz Jerry’s only eleven and just a kid.
Why did you do this to me, Rex?
What have I done to deserve this?
Pain infliction and now I bled,
As long as I’m alive you’ll be dead.
Chuckling as he smirked,
Get outta here ya bad jerk.
Just leave before god strikes,
He’ll do it I swear and won’t think twice.
C’mon did you have to do that to me?
Surely you like to see me bleed.
Sayin’, I am puny and dweeby,
Lord has forsaken he for I am free.
Chuckle all you want jerkoff,
Sorry for my swearing enough.
Rex ye will go to hell for shanking me,
I am only eleven and you’re twelve not three.
My bad did I offend you like this,
I am never apologizing for my sins.
Rex, I hated you since I’ve met you,
I say this to god and lord before you.
Let ye be stricken by lightning,
It’ll be a lil bit frightening.
Just you wait for it kid you’ll be sorry,
Very sorry you’ve ever met me.
In the end, you’ve been such a bad bully,
Why have ye done this to me?
Have it known that I hated you since I was born,
Just I couldn’t build enough courage for ya known.
Look at the bloodstain, somebody please get help,
I scream and shout aloud for I had enough.
Just I got enough blood leaked out,
Look atcha you’re puny and dweeby to shout.
Freak of nature you are and such a lil nerdy kid,
So what I’ll go to hell for what I did?
I need to get a medical attention,
For it’s so not me starting to pretend.
I finally got help and I am better,
Man Rex is surely a true sinner.
I’ve hated that bully since I was seven,
He’s been such a pain now that I am eleven.
Just he needed some help for what he’s done,
It just ain’t right and I say I have won.
Looking at that my own pains,
Still looking back at my bloodstains.
He thought he can be overpowering me,
Just he wanted me to start to bleed.
A bully that’s been my worst enemy,
I will surely never forget this bad memory.
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