watching you spit is simply sickening like viewing denistry wit rusty drills/
i was created to destroy, so wat makes this kid thinks he's Born-To-Kill?/
like Iraqis buyin gun shops,your acts are suspicious/
but like boxing amputees,your verses are hitless/
this kid must love to lose like he has some sort of sickness/
you shouldnt even try like cops interrogating a blind witness/
like broken pencils,for you battling is seemingly point-less/
shit even gatorade wont help you,you'll still be spit-less/
im leavin ya body tattered & and battered like baseballs after hundreds of batters/
ill even make ya bars separate and your words begin to shamefully scatter/

*waits for Born To Kill*

uNo