Have Ya Face Crimson-Full When I Bash Ya Brains With No Interval/
You Must Be A ‘Grandfathers Clock’ Cuz Im beating You ‘Digtal/
My Raps Stay Subliminal When I Got [ D.A On The Look Out ] More Then Missing Criminals!// (DA= Detective Agency)
Im the Type To Lift Up Your Spirit, Cut Ya Support, And Drop-It!/
Block-Kids, Show ‘Chemistry’ When I Pour Acid In Your Eyeball Sockets!/
‘Isolate Ya Life’ n have My Fists [ Enclose Your Heart ] Like A Personal Locket!!//
Slaughter You n Kill Your Legacy, Wait Nvm, That’s Wat You Beg-To-Be!/
Brake Ya Ankles n Make Sure Ya Legs-Will-Bleed Then Will [ Kick Your Stomach In ] Like Having External Pregnancies!!//
Hits Shatter n Bruise-Ya-Spine!/
White Stays Like ‘Depressed Alcoholics’ , The Type To ‘Lose-An-‘Wine’/
My Hollow Tips Are Like [ Day Dreaming Iron Workers ] I Puts The Metal Thru-ya-Mind!//
This Kid Couldn’t “Surface To iLLness” If He “Contracted-The-Bends!”/
* Crackin-Ya Lenz, 313 cant Function Correctly When Real [Inverses His Nervous System] And Really Turns His Back-On-His-Friends!//