Watch presh 'Stop Kill' like *Homicide Detectives*!! my hard punches threaten-his-hits /
why do you try? its known im quick to really "Kill Joy" like a |Family Death On Christmas|!! //
just give up now chump, my shots will leave this bitch "Burned Bad" till yah *Fear-Heaters*!!
yah over, its obvious yah already "Used Up Yah Chants"(chance) like |Washed Up Cheerleaders|!! //
Yah 'Lieing', if you "Hold Weight" then simply, the *Truths-Weak*!! assault till this dudes-beat /
Phresh'll have yah resorting to |Backflips Over Baby Trees| to try an |Turn Over A New Leaf|!! //
...My punches were "Made For Kill" like *Concentration Camps*!! yah thoughts-are-ending /
when perfected hits leave Kill Joy "Coming To Tears" like fathers at their |Daughters Wedding|!! //
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not seeing-me-scum, trust fate and believe-me-yah-done |
fuck ill even waste this last line......(cause i easily won) ||

ehh... this was kind of a shitty verse. but lets see the voters vote, well when ur done.