ok i no i won cuzz its 3 times da size of ur shit but w/e


yall playin with guns i spit nuclear weapons...causin mass destruction with evey rhyme session...yall tryin ta shoot n
shit while i blow up whole buildings...my style is equall 2 all yall times 5 million... this is the situation... im breakin
down your foundations...im sicka then cancer patents...and more deadly then radiation...what yall are now facin isn't
gods creation...Young Folkz devoure the day causin permanent night...ya pupils dialate then i spit with infinite
watts of light...watch your retnas burn ta pure white... one spit known ta take away all sight...yall must be dumb if yall
rhymes took you time writin...infact when wun heard i stole the mic (mike), he went and tried ta find tyson...if one a
yall want ta battle i dont mind fightin...but you better be ready ta get your mind lightend...the words im recitin,even
got your rhymes frightend.... once i enter the board the crime hightens...and the murda rate neva desamates...the longer
im here it excelarates...1 by 1 im about ta set you bitches straight... it doesn't matter if you a feather or a heavy weight...
im destroyin the compititon...steady dissmissin yall in repitition...and i dont need an intermission...i never cease
spittin keep rippin...dipped a pair of polo fleece mittins in glue and glass then keep hittin...till i feel yall teeth
splittin... any one of you beat me OK keep wishing...i'll leave you under the water deep sea fishin

oooooohhhhhh ssshhiiitttt