fuck this kid i'll bomb anyway//
go outta my way to ruin his day leave him with nothin to say better go pray
cosmic explicatives flat out indicative//
of the verbal fistin that leaves you leveled superlative
the slave waits while the master baits//
i guess you'll be waitin that must be frustraitin'
i got an edge so sharp and straight i can't help but decapitate//
put your skull on a plate even if i did come late
incineration & creamation i got a deadly combination//
of words too superb that hand out lyrical castration
spray my sick shit at your face like i was "shootin craps"//
words like steel traps snap close on ya raps
more hot than tabassco, like mestration i flow//
verses so atomic they glow while you know you just slow.



sorry about the wait. g'head kid