My Razor-is-Pressed, I made it Graze-through-your-Neck
I'll Drown you Greater-in-Depths of a Lake-when-it's-Drenched
While Erasin-my-Sketch, escaping Agents-and-Feds
I'll have you Payin-your-Pledge with the Weight-of-a-Sledge
You got a Date-with-the-Ledge, I'll throw you Straight-off-the-Edge
I'll smash your Face-with-my-Benz untill your Angel-Ascends
Then Staple-the-Ends like it's the Latest-of-Trends
My Range-and-my-Lex are full of Paste-to-Inject
Tripping till you're thinking you're in Space-like-a-Trek
I'll take the Blade-that-I-Clench and Lay-you-to-Rest
I'll break your Legs-with-a-Wrench and have you Hanged-from-a-Fence