my record 3-1
fine minds record 1-9


my d.n.a is in the rhymin zone ,my chromosones,alone, have enough skill on their own, to kill you on this microphone/
its not the first time, ive come across youre kind, thinkin youre good when youre rhymes dont shine, if youre minds so fine, why you only got 1 win with a loss of 9/
this wack-cats, strapped in flap-jacks, i dont need to slap-gats,when i crack-facts, hard enough to snap-backs/
im not dumb if i did wanna cap this sped, instead of shoot you in youre chest, id shoot you in youre head/
ofcourse im on the course, to leave youre ass a corpse, feel the source, of my force, without a hint of remorce/
ill make you chew-what-i-write, i may be a noob-to-the-site, but not new-to-the-fight
my fists flew-to-the-right, knocked you off my feet and outa my sight/


didnt even have to come hard to merk this one