Master fiend, amass the green,tasked in trashing disaster scenes.//
With a masked team of Ex-military cats whose rap sheets have been waxed clean.//
Get the gist? Pass the castor beans,grind 'em up with a Tyson fist.//
Splash the gasoline, sprayin' stiffs with a weaponized ricin mist.//
Leave the witnesses nice 'n' crisp.//
Taking scores in spite of the heightened risk.//
Blow the doors, what the Christ is this? //
Who got the cops involved?//
Won't knock my resolve,il keep bangin til my options dissolve. //
The plot's devolved.now I'm leaking blood like a burst pipe//
Its gone from airtight to unrehearsed heist of the worst type.//
My team were first to disperse ,in light of their cursed plight.//
Has my thirst for ice reversed my life? "God help us"//
And before that thought can go through my head ,something else does......
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