Make you forefit this bout,damn right without a doubt//
Make your words verbally dry cos I placed them on the route to all drought//
You musta "detonated" yourself cos your rhymes are "atomically" destroyed//
You tried to avoid but nothing can escape me when Im lyrically-deployed//
I said 12 hours so I guess you think that I bit//
But I used the time to prepare to split my hole at your spit//<--(Split my hole laughing)
Maybe you think I used the time to get ready and have it pre-wrote//
And you said you'll make me bleed but the sharpness of my votes will slit your throat//
Your "dead" wrong,spit lyrical-shots at your chest like asthma-clips//
Heres a tip,change your fucking scripts before I knock you out like a lyrical-eclipse//

Good battle...uppin votes