I'm sittin' here bored as fuck just typin' a rhyme...
as I write from the mind with a light that's sublime...
I'm takin' back the game that is rightfully mine...
I'm writin' the linez that bring sight to the blind...
I speak Otherwordz...I've been enlightened through time...
I know that y'all might not understand the language I speak...
Otherwordz was placed on the planet just to vanquish the weak..
get shanked till you leak when I stab you with the pen in my hand...
my tounge is razor sharp and equipped to dismember a man...
I'll shatter ya nervez,leave cadaverz scattered when I splatter you herbz...
I'll leave you battered with a massacred verse...
a battle with wordz hardly ever endz as just a battle of wordz...
I gotta keep on rhymin'...ain't nuttin' better to do...
I never claimed to be the greatest ever but I know I'm better than you...
let it be true...don't make me have to prove it ya bitch...
my pen is magic cause I make fake mc'z vanish at the move of my wrist...
you foolishly spit a so-called freestyle after you rehearsed it...
so I sit back and watch ya death sentence turn into a verse quick...
so now I put an end to the verse...and turn my eyez to the porn...
ya dead so now I'ma start typin' ya birth...it's almost 5 in the morn...