**yo......ima get sicc wit dis one.....cuz ima nasty nigga......yo..yo....yo**

draggin u by ur ankles enterin my lyrical vortex
verbally druggin u orally begin feedin on ur cerebral cortex
for u makin it complex/u wanted a battle i battle wit ruff sex

i invision submission causin division wit a spiratical incision
releasin' vocabularies producin' rhythm nuclear fission
spittin wit precision/attemptin to make dents while i'm causin
collisions

now watch as i transform into the I.L.L.matical metamorphosis
you'll be worshipin disciple A.K.A. the irrational apocalypse
ur challengin battlin' style reveals pure ignorance
describin ur defeat wit adjectives flowed excellence...........

**aiight......right now i'm spittin on anotha level.......let me bring it down for the hurb to understand but still stayin sicc wit it........yo...yo....yo...**

rippin out ur spine causin numerous discs to slip/decapitated
ur lips/stuck it in my pocket so even in ur death u still suck dick/
are u gettin the grip how quick i'm turnin u trick/readin my
flows thinkin 'damn this nigga really is sicc

it ain't ova yet until i verbally eat ur heart/tear it apart/nigga
napoleon bonapart would depart from this lyrical bret hart/
spittin poisonous darts bustin ur persona like N.A.R.C.S/
gettin the last word 'Dogg'/i took ur bark/infra red causin
sparks u been systematically marked

**thats why i don't wanna battle newbies......i eat yall up like fruit loops**

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Blessed wit Skillz