hitting the horn
trying to rush a red light
why so nervous
cuz of that person?
he's dead right?
that's what I thought
riddled from gunshots
skin blotched from sunspots
put shades on him
but this ain't weekend at bernie's
this was your attorney
he said he can settle your debts
instead he settled with your ex
in a grotto in Cabo
spending money like tycoons
that you won in the lotto
this is a lot to take in
aching for some payback
plotting and scheming
as they layback
sipping on vodka martinis
wait for their arrival
reading over every vital step
must be executed properly
they pull up on the driveway
doors slam
they arguing
you make way to their property
suddenly she drops her keys
you've been spotted
everything you plotted
has gone to shit
switch to plan B
pulled the glock out
there's nothing to talk about
no emotions
just bullets spraying
ex shot in the head
attorney 3 shots center mass
he might be alive
throwing him in the passenger side
of your ride
can't feign death
he taken your money and your ex
in the same breath
throw the body off the cliff
with the vehicle on top of it
yelling at his corpse
you're really giving him an earful
too bad he can't really hear you
finally turned green
think everything is alright
until the cop pulls you over
for having a broken tail light.
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