claim your ill, guess your one to LIE-FASTLY
cuz your bloody carcass is the only way youd be a *DIE-NASTY* (dynasty) //1

youd think i got GOD ON THE SCRIPT, got a PROBLEM WITH THIS?, i'll make you BLEED-THROUGH-THE-SCOPE
sent ta BOMB ON YA CRIB murk ya MOM & YA KID so yes..i can SEE-THROUGH-THE-SMOKE //2

my cum stains just a natural PART OF YA COVERS cuz i just made a nice porno STARRIN YA MOTHER
yous a fake, if you shootin its not-lead & you aint a pot-head kid i been through more pipes then MARIO-BROTHERS //3

all ya verses are JOKES AND STUNTS, whenever you claim illness ya BUDDY-CHUCKLES
plus you never SMOKIN BLUNTS, you still hittin joints like playin BLOODY-KNUCKLES!! //4

in the dirt ive LAID_BUNCHES, equipped with lyrical armor dont think im racist cuz ive BLOCKED~OUT~CHINKS
bet what you've THOUGHT~OUT~STINKS, you got more PLAYED_PUNCHES then KNOCKOUT~KINGS!!! //5 (ouch)

nothin too complicated....*awaits the other verse*