my spits are poisoness like mephitis, yours just reeks like it/
reeks like massive capacity sewage plants that only collects shit/
look kid either forfeit or get rip or get someone like "illegal-crew" to give ya some tips/
or be a bitch and talk shit but do it and ya be wakin up with a broken neck, slit esophagus/
with acid poored on ya balls and dick and a shotgun shell shot at ya ribs/
then I'll shoot one at ya head at close range to change the position of ya brain/
or I'll break ya cerrebual collom to make ya paralyzed and crippled/
then I'll blast ya with "Wanksta Seeking" nuclear cruiser missiles/
to blow ya up to the next atmosphere, the stratosphere/
have ya had a nuff queer? do you want me to stop here? am I too severe?/
I ain't gonna stop, I'm gonna break ya whole skeleton, jigga ya guts like gelatin/
make ya hurt when ya read through this verse, how?, cuz i'm talented/
you need to bow to this, if not then ya gettin a swift kick to ya vertabrae/
you so weak you wouldn't hurt a stray if it was eatin ya feet away/
bitch you're done, rhymes richocet off the inner walls of my lungs
and go past the tongue faster than bullets come out of guns/
We don't need votes to see who won, it's obvious that your done/