Thread:Vauseman/@comment-25202500-20131026032713

Bizzleie feels tha heat of tha knife blade diggin tha fuck into her stomach. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch don’t shout, don’t feel as much pain as dat dunkadelic hoe thought dat biiiiatch would. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Maybe it’s tha adrenaline, or maybe it’s cuz she feels dat it’s her time. But she’d take all tha pain up in tha ghetto if it meant tha same didn’t happen ta Cole, if it just meant da thug was spared n' didn’t gotta be here yo, but she’s defenseless now, nahmeean, biatch? Then she feels tha knife plunge tha fuck into her chest, tha blood quickly fillin her lungs, makin breathang nearly impossible. Walter lets her hit tha ground, wipes tha bloody knife on his thugged-out lil' pants, n' replaces it back up in his weapons belt.  