RAP SONG
I BEGIN TO CREEP
WHILE YOU SLEEP
COUNTIN SHEEP
WRAPPED UP IN THE SHEETS
THEN I BEGIN TO SEEK
A WAY INSIDE
DOORS UNLOCKED ON THE SIDE
IN THE KITCHEN I GRAB A KNIFE
NOW YOUR IN MY SIGHT
NO NEED TO JUMP, DONT MEAN TO FRIGHT
DONT TRY TO FIGHT
FROM EAR TO EAR
I CUT CLEAN AN CLEAR
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Deeply personal, autobiographical violent fantasy scenario
Multiple dense ideas compressed; rapid sequential actions described
Graphic violence, murder threat, strongly negative throughout
Aggressive action verbs; urgent, explosive kinetic intensity
Approximately 14 lines; falls within 7-15 line range
Mostly declarative; minimal metaphor or ornament; direct threat language
Dramatic persona; second-person address; distinct violent character voice
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