DC, I hope ya prepared to be killed by my verbal attack//
My rhymes are HIGH over ya head, like they on crack//
Ya name's DoContinue- please, DoContinue to be wack//
Yeah, this fire I'm spittin's too much for you to handle//
The way you destroy rap, I should call you a vandal//
This verse as hot as a bonfire, you're hardly a candle//
So you'd easily be extinguished by a few drops of rain//
And my rap's a hurricane, so you're battling in vain//
In the world of hip-hop, you only amount to a stain//
I bring lyrical detergent, to wash you out the game//