*As the earth shakes and the flames crackle through the pits of hell*
SeVeR HeDDz muthafucka how do u spit so well?....hahaha!! yo check it!

*Gets in his metaphysical*

Yo! For all of the archangels that bemangled and strangled the devils side in me/
Give Jsin life again through the ‘resserection’ that he ever even ‘acknowledged me//
I took the earth as the natural births of the seed, from god given to me/
Raised your family tree, produced the seed and this is what you do to me?//

I watch as the pall-bearers lead your casket through the dark temples of death/
Watch your corpse dance, why the grim reapers played ‘strip the skin’ with ya flesh//


*Shape-shifts to “Sever Heddz” the Emcee*

Fuck this yo, I wreck rhymes program-able acknowledge the emcee I..... shape-shift/
It’s told that my styles Aerodynamical, it’s told that your styles never ‘take lift’//
Now face this, i blaze tense, sensation, fuck a brain Straight Sick for 8 Cents/
As far as “J-sin” being ill there’s a hundred whack niggas for replacements//
“SeVeR HeDDz never go ever dead that word will never spread/
Half-Human half metaphysical, with a leapords head//
Smoke herbs like “bob marley” intellegent skills,
Not comparable to all the times I lose in ‘boardgames’ you’ll never hear that I’m “Sorry”//
I spit notes shakesperian to bible prophecies to make you die in ‘Sin’/
Now tell all the RB niggas in the place, bitch!, who gave you life again!//


Don’t step in my domicile kiddo!!