Kid Frozt gets demolished no matter the cost he paid for the verses Nimrod lost,
he coud never accomplish victory if he's ill with a losing cough/
misguided in strides tha Kid gets lost when he hides,
there's no tiger inside, cuz my infractions are subtractin his pride/
nothin but a 'pointless' emcee, he must be connect with the 'war',
and his presence isn't threatenin, similar to the weapons he wore/
the essence of my verbs becomes restless in words,
the only essence Kid's reppin is his presence on curbs/
stressin his curves and becomin a wo-man in the night scene,
with an anus so tainted that it resembles club fight scenes/
Frozt is so frightning, but his fury last less than flashes of lightning,
if the outcome of this battle is draw or defeat then it will come as surprising/
I'm causing uprisings, punchlines delivered to herbs in tithings,
sacred writings, tha Kid walks through church with my verse constantly reciting/

Call me the Lord of Knowledge cuz the way I play words is amazing,
and I can mr. spit a filthycalibur into spits girl's clit that'll leave her captivated/
my cameo in this thread like killing CHAMELEONs,
burn em with a Blunt-MC cuz this is a Shadow God with which you are dealin/