u couldnt "R.I.P" a verse if ya tear it apart N berried it
ya skill's theres no compairing it, da way u put face's down like a scary clit
skill's is what u'r requiring, verbal weapons what i'll be fireing
fall back N retier-man, ya time like low battery's soon to be expiering
i'll slash ya tee fucking with me aint likely cuz u'll get merked kid
cuz i'll murder u with a quick flash -shot's, till u see the picture perfect
my flow something ya want, so kid never miss-a-tape
battle i'll partisapat, so when i spit i'll make sure these bars hit ya face
the hoster's aint strong enough the gat i'll rip-ya-waist
dog-stop-it, my flow toxit like its mix with chemical-waste
these quick keys hit visously, geting in ya skin but outta ya bones
it aint hard taking u out like a quick-pee, that'll have u with holes the size of the ozone

it was a freestyle