newb your tryin to take a veteran ya get merked,
mah lines poison ya hope the antidote werked,
your gettin ripped so call me turkey shears,
I spit poison so you can say im ill i give you fears,
you commin wit a hard punch is somethin RARE,
left you burried in you lines ya settin off flares,
ya bout to taste illness commin out form the mines,
i could merk you wit a 1-2 punch.... thats 2 lines,
last punch, eat ya like lunch, i think ya fake i got a hunch,
punches form ya r rare like da return of The Brady Bunch....

Merked and Poisoned.... Come up with an Antidote