So ya names Onslaught cos you prolly love rippin-retards
My bad man, I'm differrent...beat you already without spittin-three-bars
I rip-n-devour-herbs, spittin-powered-verbs that'll short circuit-tha-mic
As you flip-some-coward-words at me like you jus got served-by-a-dyke
This cat's sittin in front of his screen with a cup of cocoa and a dictionary
Onslaught couldn’t fake ya flow better if this was a game of pictionary
Chillin with ya cell, rockin the tweezers and flickin-ya-scrotum
Sorry dogg but 'phone sex' dont mean you stick ya dick-in-tha-modem
Onslaught prolly bought his rhymes in packs of ready-made
Waitin on his shipment when I already shot it down in an air raid
Just watch ya back , even ya boys seem to got this win in for me G
Your crew must be called "The Trees", cos I got ya nigga's rooting for me!

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