you called cryogenic cos you're rhymes are cold/
my flows are hot they flick-er an' burn a hole/
they melt through you're rhymes, so i've been told/
i let off so much heat, that you're on the mic' frozen/
i know before you battle, you're rhymes already chosen/
you write pre-emptive flows, you got no punches only posin'/
you made a "smashin" job of you're self portrait avatar/
you betta' be cashin' yo' face in, or you'll soon be seein' stars/
every battle is gonna get taken, they'll rip you til yo' scarred/
you need put in a cryogenic chamber, leave rap alone/
remain aware and beware, cos we want you to go home, please just go!/
you couldn't even drop vows at you're weddin', that's why it's postponed/
i toke weed an'get a buzz, now i'm buzzin' around you with the shit i bring/
you know i'm the best their was, because, when i swing a punch it stings/
i'll run rings as i spring on you, the punch swingin' king, feel ma' highland fling/
i'm gonna hire a lifeguard to pull yo' kids out the gene pool/
let yo' kids climb back in the hole anythin' else would be cruel/
you may be kryogenix, but now you won't feel cool/
cos i got the fuel to rule, so get back to rhyme school... fool/

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