yo accomplishment droppin shit dat forcin rappers into retirement...
wit a fire-arm and willin to fire it, cuz if you get to close your likely desirin it...
chopped yo up and smoke you leave yo whole hood chokin...
cuz when i'm done wit dis rapper leave R.B. still smokin...
I ain't jokin my alleterations are obliteratin most of ya'll ina single line...
blast all bustahs and kill all krakas wit a simple rhyme...
anytime my punches like a.i.'s three it aint missen...
dropped yo and leave ya beggin fo my finishen...

2wayed ya and preprared ya for da worst my rhymes hurt even more when da flames dispurse...
fuck yo rehearsed spit it off ya head, until i split off ya head beggin fo me to finish you dead