coming raw with this one,slicin ya main point- ya mid-section, leathal injection,
penetrate ya, boost u with writersblock cripplin ya, you cant get rid of the infection,
turnin up the heat, ya skin is bubbling, kick your arse from oz to dublin,
ur tacky rhymes need patchin, my shit will stifle u until ya verbs r fumblin,
u must be after gettin half ya body cut in half, i get votes after the aftermath,
im euthanasia,r u feelin stupified? ya verse is showin it, u swing punches and i laugh,
i make a split decision, make an incision, like uma thurman and 'scalp'el ya pork,
with ur 'cerebral cortex exposed', u in a 'death vortex desposed', and ya brains on my fork,
infamuz iz all talk, unfit,i put his rhymes on a tread mill n order him to fast walk,
u cant stand this brutality, u need to pack ya kit n caboodle n move out, thats the reality,
u couldnt smother my verse its gutter, like ya mother, u are the result of beastiality,
born with generic defects, u cant grasp simple concepts, immature wordplay,vocab n a wack mentality,
thats the sealer,u out cold,buckled over,battered n bruised,splattered and used...flawless fatality.