yo see it's your time to die, "face it", if beating your ass wasn't a crime i'd "rape it", leave you tied in tye dye wires "naked"//
then grab a set of pliers to deface your face "faceless", erase my name from your "hate list" Lyrical champ...damn right ima "take it"//
I'll call ya boyfriends to "pick-you-up" thinkin' about tha "Dick-you-suck" makes my verse "sick-as-Fuck" you betta "sit-or-duck"//
cuz you don't get to see ya "brain-in-action" Vendetta be bringing tha "main-attraction", startin a lyrical "chain-reaction"//
you can't ignore my skills, while they're "straight-serious" my "fate's-mysterious", that's why my spits make you "fakes-delirous"//
Im tha "illest-in-time", my Lost Soul is "killin-ya-mind" while you chillin,-i-grind, don't ever think ya spits is "iller-than-mine"//
u musta forgot, your not on top, you talk alot of squat even your "crew" be giving u back shots//
I leave the mic hot like Satan wit his flames and get more love from critics than everybody loves raymond//
"Amend"...a virtual R. Kelly spittin lame Shitt..while he recruits twelve year old boys in his basement to sexual enslavement//
End of the game bitch, check your tombstone's engravement, because it will say "VENDETTA POUNDED MY FUcKIN FACE IN THE PAVEMENT"//
ven must be "psychic" cause I got a fuckin hunch, the Dick... Amend "likes it" well here's a hearty sac lunch//
I pack a healthy punch of lyrics that will never make you molest again, Dogg I drop more verses than a baptist minister preaching the old testament//