this guy's been dead the day he challenged me
rappin' like a BeeGee/ fuckin' wit me he'll be six feet//
under the ground cuz with my fist I'll pound
with a thunderous sound/ he'll be air bound//
I'll creep into basement with a knife/
so you better get ready...cuz I'm about to take your life//
I'll hit you with a nuclear attack/ like a maniac
and put a knife in yo' back//
your flow is wack...and and a little slow
I'll knock you down with blow//
my style's so mad, so ill, so vile
cuz I can freestyle...for miles on end
I spit lyrics faster than a bullet in your head/
fuck paper and pen...i'm premium blend//