Call It *Premeditated* The Way I Planned-The-Pressure
You 'S'uck Ya Forehead Wears The Brand-Of-Sketches(S)
You Playin-Newbie? Niqqa Battlin Me Is Blatant-Cruelty
When Ya Rhymes Are *More Ass* Than Jamaican-Booty
Strangled-And-Choked I Make You Abandon-This-Post
I'm Bout To *Hang This Bitch* I'm Demandin-The-Rope
You Stupid-Fool-Kid You Must Be Fuckin Ruthless-To-Bitch
Ya*Punches Just White Caps* Mines A Cruiseship-Movement
Watch My *Verbal Sprays Of Gernades* Slice-You-Nigga
Guarentee I Leave Ya *Head Shot* Like Ya High-School-Picture
Put The *Hammer To Ya Lungs* And A Nail-In-Ya-Coughin (Coffin)(1)
When Ya *Puches So Soft-Kid* You Leave A Trail-Of-Ya-Cotton
Frailed-Till-Ya-Rotten And Slaughter The Rest-Of-You-Faggot
I'm Next-To-The-Baddest Make You Suffer From Perpetual-Sadness
I Got *Lyrical Tips* And They Only Stay Hollow-Festivals
Only Way U *Say U Got Balls* Is If You Swallowed-Testicals
How Can Rap Battle Heads Handle This Faggots-Wackness
I Beat You *While Holdin 'Back'* Like A Chiropractic-Practice(2)

(1) Coughin...Get It...Stomach..Lungs

(2) Chiropractors Work With Backs.


Uppin On Vote.....

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