|...Warrior Meets Death...|

|.|.Check.|.|

|...Severin' ya spine wit insane lines that got the power to kill ya whole fam
Coz in this battle i'll put his *body bag on clearance* like a desperate salesman ...|
|...Style is rugged, awfully hard, so don't be amazed when wreck break ya parts
And leave this kid *out of balance* like filled up credit cards...|
|...Bringin steady harm, ready to break your whole damn face wit darts
So yu'l be left like an *overconfident sprinter* the way yur *done before the start...|
|...Dashin' to victory, rippin' yur eyes out coz this win..yu just won't see
so he's fake, coz the only time he *reckon warriors* is when he's lookin at me...|
|...Disflexin ya tight spleam, wit horror lines to make this dyke scream
coz this line's just puttn the *icing on the cone* like *birthday ice cream*...|