not a rap just a spoken word
Death by five fingers
My hands can kill with one strike,
Like Ali punching granny off a bike,
Each of these fingers has a weapon like a double sided spear,
Each of these can make you deaf in both ears,
It can penetrate through clothes,
This thumb has gone in places only a helmet head should go through,
My pointer finger can find you in the darkest place,
It can poke you in the eye with the fury of a sniper gun in close range,
Ill make hate sprout from your face
Then with my middle finger show you that it has more rage,
You can’t even tell when it might hit,
It comes fast and sticks to you like spit,
I’ll give it to you like I do it to my lady every night,
It’s brave like my pointer because they are the first to get into a fight,
My ringer finger is the most dangerous one of all,
It always has some heat packed to make his victim fall,
You better watch out for that shinning piece he brings,
I promise it will be the first and last thing you’ll see,
My pinky is the kid of the bunch,
The last one to get involved in the knuckle crunch,
All my fingers are bad asses,
They make one hell of punch and I don’t care if you wear glasses,
I’ll pack your bags and send you out with no lunch,
This technique is called five finger death punch,
It can kill you with fury like M.J. when he dunks,
If you don’t think so try me
Jesus ain’t the only one who can make a blind fool see
