ayo, you better be checkin this lyrical weapon/
disintegrate mics when im spittin im wreckin/
droppin lyrical bombs that will continue to deafen/
the dawn of the DOPE ryhmes and yo you better be checkin//

ayo, my rap styles infectious like HIV/
and ima give it to you, dont ever try and give it to me/
cos i'll cut off your dick, with this samurai sword, see/
stick it up your ass, my words carry no remorse, see//
my rap styles hot, you know it burns and leaves scars/
eternally branded, cos you fuckin with this dark heart/
steppin to me will get your whole world torn apart/
you cant battle me fool, cos your shits not even up to par//
i was heaven sent and blessed, when im spittin i impress/
gettin this shit off my chest will have you cuttin up your flesh/
with this knife, that you was given to you by BigNeks/
emcee R.I.P, who's next...