I'll pull your eyes outta sockets put em in my anal so you can watch as I drop shit/
i count to 3 before im force feed your face with this disaster hit/
you stick to confession booths/
i'll stick to supressin and professin truths/
cause i can fuck up more than one emcee at a time/
i'm a ten speed you bought a nine/
but i checked ya true identity/
and found out that when it comes to real hip hop, you ain't in the full vacinity/
i fuel my enemies, to stike back, cause i stay battling for four centuries/
I'm addicted to torturing Brains I twist your mind with immense Torque causing internal combustion/
disruption of your thoughts leave your brain vacant of all functions/brain cell consumption/
I provoke, reach into your corps and rip your spinal cord out of your throat/
You couldn't even change the outcome of this battle if it was a TV show and you had the remote/
Distributions of my words are a threat to society like STD's spread by prostitution/
A collision with "L.O.L" ends in a catastrophic conclusion/


*Walks away laughin at L.O.L cuz he a joke!!*