Just another day(story in rhyme)



It's just another day,I should be chilling at home,
But listen to what this brother say,this day I wasn't chilling alone,
Well technically I was alone 'coz the only other person was dead,
Now the trigger's squeezed,in his dome,was the ballistic version of lead,
I'm cursing,"I'm dead!" 'coz when the police come I don't have a chance,
I'm reversing my steps,examine what i've done,so i poke at his pants,
To see any evidence of a gun or a weapon so self-defence is an option,
I find a wallet and many cents along with a pen but no guns,so I'm lost son,
Only other choice is to keep the body concealed and remove all proof that it happened,
I'd seen this in film but this body is real and now the truth is I'm snappin',
Need to pull it together,so where can I dispose of the corpse?
Where he'll stay truly forever 'coz he was my neighbour,he's known by the cops,
And they know I owed him money,they know the fights and the threats,
Even though his loan is crummy,just for that he'd try snipe my respect,
So I'm a suspect the moment they know that he's no longer alive,
I wish the tec I hadn't chosen, but he tried to dishonour my wife,
So I take his body and my face brights up,I got the solution,
It's great!So shortly,I take a knife up and start,no confusion,
Take a couple of buckets and put them aside,fill a cauldron with soup,
I let out a chuckle like "Fuck It" and think of the garden and stoop,
Pull out the mixer and plug it into the socket and go,
Look at the soup and it's stirred,then I empty the dude's pockets and clothes,
Strip him naked,pull out a cleaver and chop him to bits,
Once done,take a breather,then take his watch and his shit,
Wrap it in a bag to throw away later,then keep his body parts in the bucket,
All cut out,throw them in grater,then mix till his body parts is like nuggets,
Put 'em in soup after I washed off the blood in in the drain,
Then went to the loo,but I wasn't there just flushin' in vain,
That way no evidence of blood being washed away was left in the house,
Then i put some carrots and chocolate cake in as well,then i felt that it's now,
That it's ready,a true gourmet dish,so I put off the gas and packed up the soup,
And so none of the boys say shit I had it dropped off by someone back at the loop,
This corner with charity houses,soup kitchens and shit,
No need to be panicky,now sit,dudes now sippin' his lip!