Come and get hit, your nothing but shit
No cum lines can ever match the one on your lip
Come out firin, ya heart beat pausing, when my nine aims
Ya minus brains, nothin but a blank canvas held in ya mind frame
Jumped rope with ya spinal cord, ya nerves ain’t regaining feeling
I’ma keep this bitch on a short leash, hangin from the ceiling
And as I’ve entered to slander, show I’m the source of his doom,
compare our skills,I swing w/ swords, as Nyz brings knives,forks & a spoon
He's the corpse in the room,my simplest words are killing this herb,
cuz I'm Elite,while he's still trying to work his way up to internet nerd
Retirement is the thesis, since you should just quit crafting raps,
and post more pics,so it's not just your audios we're laughing at
I slash his back & smash his quips, show Nyz has no chance to live,
cause in this fight this bitch gets taken out like God did Adam's rib