haha! ITS TIME TO DIE MOTHA FUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
nigga are you fuckin retarded, takes some balls to call me out
i aint worried bitch cause it aint my lyrical skillz in doubt
its time for me to show you your place up on the food chain
faggot imma run on you like mack trucks commin at you from 2 lanes
to meet in a head on collision, ya stained red, ya history
aint no wonder that ya made ya record a mystery
cause ya lost more battles than youve won, nigga you suck
and today is no differant cause you never had enough luck
to beat me in my own arena, cant wait to see you die hard
nigga i bet these fuckin killa rhymes catchin you off guard
imma whip out my hattchet balde and swing it at ya nug
leave ya neck a bloody stump and hide you under the rug
got bloody pools layin at the end of my feet
all from when i heard the sound of ya hearts last beat
inseption... ya fuckin done, shouldnt have steped to me
soon ya crews gonna miss you say, hey weres our homie
but no ones gonna fuckin ever find your rotting corpse
cause i fuckin murdad yo' ass with out zero remorse
and as years go by, always will i boast
the day i killed ya ass, burnt ya crisp as cajun toast
cause you werent born with no 'immaculant incseption'
ya a mortal and deserve no honerable mention
from a fuckin god like me, you were wrong to make the call
now ya dead with a hatchet wound gushin as you fall
inseption, you aint shit to me and now your gone away
you a faggot and you fuckin met ya death on this day!!!
FUCK YOU NIGGA, YA HEARD?!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!