K.o ill BREAK UR SPINE and make ur mind FAKE THE LINE,
that u MAKE TO SIGN and rhymes u see are nuthin but FATE IN TIME,
ur nuthin but a SLUT ON HEAT and ill get SLUGS THAT MEET,
when u get MUGED AND DEAFEAT as i kille ur proverbs,
u *tupis herb u get hated and this ur FIRST BATTLE,
i feel *sorry for u * cause ur gonna get merked into a HURSE FATAL,
my ryhme SLIT UR WRIST and make u delusional and ur so *straight* ur DOIN CIRCLES,
and ill knock u out with HITS AND SHIT and ur *debit card says* u OWIN MIRICLES.
K.o i might be WASTING BARS, on u and it is still RIPPING UR FETUS,
looks like 'll have to be PASTING SCARS, when ur finished TRIPPIN THE METRES,......


my verse uppin yours

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killing fake emcees like a Isolated~Orphan/
u think u have skills step to me so i can Dislocate~ur~Organs//