You dont want this i'll get u ripped into pieces,be in multiple bodybags/
your govt name displayed gladly,but it aint for a win.it'll be for a bodytag/
that 45 i carry get G *kill*ed az tricked,get this nigga clapped quick/
my guns like my dick it never locks up when it make the gat~click/
i'll do u in with measures like the Mafia my measurement are drastic/
we stay sick.and i school u like *ill teachers* cuz this domain is CLass Sic/
I.C.U.due in the intensive care cuz my shrapnel will get you in critical condition/
like i got the cure for ya sick lyrics i got you in terminal remission/
the way u sell out,u should be way above on the list for commissions/
like car salemen who spew feces everythign you say is full of shit/
guess you like the taste the semen cuz ya mouth stay full of dick/
i'll roast ya ass twice times over like twin hens in a rotissiere grill/
brand ya *nice*clothes *priceless* may as well call you the good will/
i'm so sick,i give you that AIDS.,from my lyrics you get granted zero IMMUNITY/
get a real life... 13-1 ya luck ends here,C S rules the RB COMMUNITY/
i get you injected with *waves* of advanced rhymes that make gkillaz C SIC/
its *potent* i do *quotients* get you divided like i was reenactin the SEGREGATED/
my *Enygma* is to get you lyrically confused ,purely, MANIPULATED/
i'll get *fidel*,and have killa *mutilated* and get this nigga *castrated*/
ya girl pussy taught me the true meaning for the real dirty south/
the only time we'll ever come *head to head* is my dick in ya mouth/
FUCK IT IM DONE WIHT THIS NIGGA HE'S NOT TOUCHIN ME,IM NOT ELTON JOHN/
YA STATUS AS A HOT EMCEE IS NOW RELINGUISHED A.K.A. THE SHIT IS GONE!/



I DID NOT KNOW HOW TO BOLD THE WORDS AT FIRST BUT THIS IS THE SAME BATTLE JUST MADE SURE THE WORDS WERE BOLDED