Aight mmmmmm here its comes......

Lillem on a verge of a Volcanic..Eruption..everlasting lyrics filled with chemical combustion/
its a battle soulja grab ya troops n lyrical missles stand in da line for ya ass dismissle (1)
i aint here to take a win......better sing kid...a white boy making ya jealous/
better being a dead elvis...cause you aint da king (2)
you bout to cut up...fucked up...better back up...cause your luck...IT RUN OUT/
Cause i aint stop ryhming yet its lillems time "N" its a crime "N" fuck dis and that "N" heres a gun cause you be better off dead then ryhming (3)
its time to bleed for ya sins...cause its a amazment/
watching my ryhmes grind ya brain into da pavement (4)
Its a evil confiction...worse then a murder flick "N"/
watch ya ryhmes ooze into a fake ass fiction...CAUSE YA RYHMES AINT BITCHIN..THERE SICKING (5)
Unlessing my anthrax into ya veins..BETTA GRAB YA MIKE...DIKE..RUN..QUICK OR FIGHT..AINT SANE/
Cause murder is my vision of your conplixed pain...ride on dis cause in dis im INSANE (6)
Like a suicidal bomber bringing ya name to shame (7)
its a bloodshed on you..figment of ur imagination...visualization...a lyrical pill...thinking your ryhmes are ill/
i'm just like a vampire waiting for your blood to spill (8)
your just a pussy whiped bitch go back to your computer/
alphabetical loser..gay porn amuser..better take a soother...cause you cant spit..ya throats locked in cum you licking dick abuser (9)

(closer)

BELIEVE ME IF YOU CANT SHINE NIGGA/
HOW DA FUCK YOU EVER GONNA RYHME.....HERES A DIME..GET YA ALCHOLIC ASS SOME WINE..THEN YOU MIGHT RYHME

DONE