I Start spittin my versez.. like if i was a Psyber-net-ix,
U 19? still u haven't had any.. until u tried Cyber-net-Sex/
Dj Kid... i'll Scratch u Like a Mix record on a Turn-Table,
Sell u Like a Used Prostitute though Worser like a Burned-Lable/
Cut-yo-Wrist, Slip-yo-Throat... like if I was ready 2 battle in Combat,
Break-ya-spine, so like an Old man u sayin...*I just Threw-out my Back*/
Dawg u *wack*, Though u Defyin da Word,
U gettin lyrically stabbed by my *mic-sword*...

dat's my verse