yo...
your rap 'elements are intangible' just check out your sig-na-ture/
i'd eat ya...but this mans to full, the hos-pit-al would have to configure-ya/
my illness is spreading like the black plague...you must be vaccinated/
your vastly-hated, im the last-that-made-it, you rap-in-prayer but my raps-are-bladed/
you stuck-behind, if ya 'gave me brain' you still couldn't 'fuck-my-mind'/
you aint a friend-of-mine, if i was a level below you i'd just bend-the-line/ (the line that separates me from him)
you aint ready to fight-me, im not to be taken-lightly/
a heavy-weight..my light will blind-you-brightly/
im steadily-murdering-kids, putting carsons body parts in containers and readily-snapping-the-lids/
my-mother-forbids, but im putting ya body parts on ebay and making-the-bids/
you should be ashamed to battle-me..put ya verse in the bag and give it back-to-the-dollar-store/
CJ's a dollar-whore, when he spit his verse i gotta wonder...what did i follow-for?/
you expected to write a sick verse...im here to inform...it didnt work/
i wreck-it in no-time, with this-curse, my rap illness, killing with this verb/ :fuck (lol)
you pretend-to-battle-me but we all know your not-my-equal/
the end-to-splatter-me?...not when i 'wrote-the-sequel'/
i have no-remorse while 'killing-carson', 'spitting-flames' while 'committing-arson'/ (flames=arson)
you far-son, from being able to compete-with-me/
im ya rap-god...now come and 'clean-my-feet'/
ya verse sucked...if i could i'd be internet egging-it, the yolk would run down ya stumps where ya legs-should-sit/ (i burned them off earlier)
you cant cheat-fate, at this-rate, your-trait, will be to meet-gate, before the age-eight/ (meet gate= going to heaven when i kill him)