The minute I saw you out on the street
I knew you were about to be dead meat
A walkin sheath for my Ginsu
A face that Saran Wrap turns blue
Not coincidence that I lurked behind that fence
I've planning for a while to make a mess outta you
In my basement is a shrine of hate
I've got many a blue-print outlining your fate
A human sized baseball for my bat
Now you can go to heaven; where I took your cat
Not coincidence that I lurked behind that fence
I've planning for a while to make your skull split and crack
Murder in the first; it was premeditated
Murder in the first; your death was slated to be
Murder in the first degree
All signs point to go, all planets aligned
I picked up this crowbar and left remorse behind
It seems that your time has come
I'll give you a ten second run
Better run for your money, cause this day ain't too sunny
I've been waiting for a while to fire all these guns
Murder in the first; your life is something I can't stand
Your death is something that I planned