my intent is to rip you with my exquisite spits/
that hold venomous liquid mixed with mephitis/
you can't stop this if ya lyrics were laced with anecdotic substances/
so fuck with me and get sprayed with a toxicant/
you don't have any "protection" to stop this/
so here's the question "do you really want to mess with this"?/
if ya can't think of an answer just consider the consequences/
here's some advice, you should dread~this, you gettin shredded/
i'll take ya head and embed it into your desk~kid/
I'll hit you so quickly you won't have to respond/
i'll use these nuclear missiles and atomic bombs/
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/
remember bitch that i have 300 styles to murda ya orally/
I use punches and disses wrap'em up with flow and then use it to kill ya metaphorically/
i'm like a machine gun with the trigger taped spillin these raps at full force/
when people read your shit they skip your verse cuz they know it's the worse/
so you need to go back to what ya good at even if I'm morally against it/
the difference between me and you is that your lyrically ineficient/
I got lyrics comin out of my mouth so ill it's sicker than infected women and men/
you think ya got what it takes to test this? i'm an emcee you don't want to mess with/
I'm in a convalescent with brillant scientists studying me seein why I'm so ill with the spits/