Bartone's back to get twisted,
he persisted and insisted so I finally enlisted,
after I'm finished he won't have seemed to have resisted,
forget resistance, you won't even know he existed,
I'll have him falling tight-fisted, completely unassisted,
knocked out if he listens, to what my rhymes have consisted,
even clean christians can't live up to my missions,
I bring pain and joy, either way your tears glisten,
The way I see it, it's a murder mystery,
even considered fictional because it's so history,
but I know you were there because your breath's blistering,
by your corpse I left a dollar, go get yourself some listering ////




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