u are PYSKOTIC for da fact dat u think ur FLOWZ sound VALID/
im tellin u i pull gats so like a FOOTBALL PLAYER ur CHEST betta be PADDED//
i dont need MUSCLES cuz mah lyrics is MURDER so i'll LYRICALLY KILL u/
u got more HOLES den DOMINOES cuz i make sure da DOCTORS wont HEAL u//
i will call u an APOSTLE cuz all u do is FOLLOW paine the
GOD/
ur flows is wack u garbage jus quit even with a BONER u wont be HARD/
ur game is SOFT u aint BLESSED u CURSED with ur lyrical TACTICS/
even tho this is a diss mah RHYMES is like BEETHOVEN cuz dey considered CLASSICS//
i dont care if ur readin level is ADVANCED cuz ur rhymes is PLAIN SIMPLE/
ur done as soon as u started spittin against me now ima put 10 in ur TEMPLE//
mah BOMBS dont MISS cuz i drop constantly its like WAR with IRAQ/
u lost dis battle and it WITNESSED so u wont be able 2 HIDE dat//
have u like da kids in NEW YORK ur body will be MISSIN in a RIVER/
droppin RYMES in da SUMMER still makin dis bitch nigga SHIVER//
im like bad CELLS in ur BODY watch me jus SHIFT ur LIVER/
body in hell but u fear me cuz da DEVIL sez ur body STILL QUIVERS//