i’d grab ur verse n slice it with incisive incisions as these lyrics attack to make derisive collisions
envision ur body sliced in divisions…the battle just started n voters already know i’ll be the decisive decision
i’m precise with precisions when shooting to puncture and rupture your molecular structure
fuck a fight…im the type that’ll swiftly snipe a bullet thru ur windpipe at a secular juncture
battlin me? if you were an old man growin you still couldnt manage (man age)
continue arguin and i’d take your whole innocent clique out like collateral damage
my writing can gauge n span rage to release rampage, as each page is liver then i am on a damn stage
battles engage…you win? thats bout as truthful as the accusation that Em didnt scam Cage
metah think he sik, throwin 'paper into rotatin propellers' wont get him a 'fan-page'