You thought you was ready to beat me cause your pre written shit was ready to Rhyme
well guest what you bout to get RIP for tha second time//
look homie.. when i DRIBBLE THESE LINES.. DUCK!! cuz DA KID coudnt "spot illness" stuck in a "HOSPITAL LINE UP//
when u 'bust shots' IT'LL REMIND US, how ur 'weak-in-the-back-bone', so theres no need-to-attack-domes or CRIPPLE WIT NINES PUNK//
ill use hatches to leave the 'MIDDLE OF SPINES CRUSHED', make this 'dick stop breathin' when his 'LUNGS AND NUTS SWITCH'//
cuz im sick of PUNKS AND CHUMP KIDS who RUN WIT DUMB CLIQUES, cmon kid i was buggin when i said yu were UP AND COMING//
and when the SLUGS ARE BUSTIN, ill laugh when your CHEST IS HURTING, take a whiff homie, love how the FLESH IS BURNING//9(mmmmm)
let you DIGEST UR NERVES THEN, grab the axe for misery and the tek for PLATOON'S pain, proceed to DISSECT YOUR BURNT SKIN//
now your 'pectus is open', i guess my 'TEKS A SURGEON', now i TASTE UR HEART N RIBS then BLAZE UR CARTILEDGE//7(im hungry)..
dont RAISE AN ARGUMENT with the FLAGRANT ARSONIST, each STATEMENTS FLAWLESS BITCH when i RAPE YOUR GARBAGE shit//
like a 'gretsky gymnastic' im 'GREAT WIT BARS AND FLIPS', AMAZE WIT HARDER SPITS when i SLAY AND SLAUGHTER KIDS//
best PRAY YA ARMORS THICK, shit leavin u STRANGLED WIT NOGGINS CRACKED, whyse lets the ARROWS AND BOMBS REACT// 10 END OF BATTLE END OF BATTLE ANYTHING ELSE DON"T COUNT
test my "flow" and ill SHACKLE AND STOMP YOUR BACK , cuz i stay "drunk to the bone" like "MARROWS OF COGNIAC"//
Son you can't TEst this KILLA//who can bust like K-T//
You don't want to fuck with me //
cause I'll pull up in a ChERry LEx//Just burrya Ya click And hEad for THE WOODS TO BURRY Tecks//