yo whole concept of da game get blazed like CHRONIC.. slaming ya faggot-ass down into the pave like ONYX..
vocab lacking da use of "understanding" ..
like un-hooked PHONICS..
realize dat when u go at me, u die instantly off text smoke by my ATOMIC/

beggin to get served like platter on a DISH..couldnt manage a win if u drop 2 verses, a hook and a nice DISS.. u betta off cutting ur wrist..and die off a cut, but instead u rather fuck with DIS/

quickly exposed whats behind dat ZIPPER..u got stuck between ur legs with a pipe-GRIPPER..
who spit SICKER? u battling da man dat match da category u dumb NICCA/

and dont expect to be in elite after dis is all said and done-WITH.. u just a employee on dis site, I run-SHYT.. hittin u up harder when i'm around ur presents like BUNNZ BYTCH/ (Belly, DMX)

and remeber to bold ur lettas and use verbs to take up SPACE.. befo dis battle ends up as a another example-CASE.. look closely in da mirror, see the hand print planted on ur FACE? if so, dats what happen when u get caught up in da slow PACE, and u had da nerve, wanting to RACE/


aint even try, cuz like i told ya.. i'm waiting on competition to arrive