Aight look

Disposing of newbies left and right make em go towards the light/
Euthenasia flows help you die after this battle thats what you wanted right?/
2 lines down and I can already see ya gettin pale, better bail before you drop a verse thats bound to fail/
Gettin even whiter, I should call you a ghost cause the only way you win is if you let one write ya verse... Nail/
in the coffin is what you can call my punches/
Dead 9 emcees in a row and still you wanna front to this?/
Your skillz are terminal, only 20 lines left to give/
Hell you should just give up thats the only way you'll live/
Call ya Mr. T with that shit around ya neck/
Cept it aint gold its a noose and this battle aint even started yet/
Prepare to die and you wont be dissapointed/
Before you drop a line I'ma widow your wife... my punches are that nice/
Talk shit after that I'll off you making a bastard of your son twice/
Cause my level's sky high your's is stagnant, borderline boring shit/
Another fake G tryin to step up to King Chrit/
Forget you cant dethrone me cause I run the street shit/
You're just a peon, another newbie under my rule/
Call you jackass cause you the lyrical offspring of a horse and mule/
Spittin weak G shit I'll make you famous, too soft like a cookie from Amos/
So just accept the KO from Chrit enter the graveyard and upgrade your name to infamous/


a weaker drop but only a 4 min keystyle