u better get in the "car-son N-jet" cuz u'l get dispose from this relevance
N even if i tossed "Einteins remains" on u'r text u'r verse still wouldnt contain intelligence
i disregard u'r intentions, punches change sights threw u'r opticals, switching ya vision
u winnin N bitching after being merked N ablished terribley like L.A vs PISTONS
im attacking with missle, unleasing automatic spits like blastin a pistol
fuck, N ya audios shit.... i done herd better tunes with a fucking dog-whistle *ha * (its better if we hear noting)

carson ya audios fell out, getting in ya bones... throw ya nerves out
cuz my punches leave u "ripped N cut" worse then a cardio workout
my hits come with percicion, ya punches strain from collision
u wanna "blast-for-me? (blasphemy) not befor i Change u'r religion BITCH!!!
BANG-BANG-EARLY....