Prod you with shanks, yes I’m methodical and gruesome/
My lyrics when spat, act as optical illusions/
You better hide lets hope yous got protection/
Ill burn u, smoke you, then stash u like resin/
I liquify my thoughts so you can take my words n' inject them into your Vein /
Youll neva be the same,
Wit me flowin threw ur blood stream yous bound to turn clinically insane/
I remember seein you backstage R-rated after a show /
Niggas were callin you time bomb, always on your knees ready to Blow/
By the end of this battle you'll be feelin my wrath/
Yous stupid boy tryen to freestyle u dont know half the math/
Till U Collapse ur guna be Snackin On Snacks While ur Yaps Slappin/
Tryin To Rap With A Mouth Full Of Ginger-Snap Wrappins/
Cant Spit Cuz u Swallowed Half Of The Plastic Now yous Coughin Up Used Napkins/
You Tried Gymnastics Once, Was Nicknamed the "Fat Kid' Cuz u Had Fat Tits That Smacked Kids When u Trieds To Do Backflips/
And The Seam Of ur Ass Split When u Tried To Bend Back-"SHIT!"/
I'll be beatin more pussies than rapers, im only a hater to only those who like to copy and paste ur, lil rhymes, tellin other ppl "we hate urs" when more than half the shit u got on here aint urs/
Sit down dog dont try n' retaliate/
I was sent here for 1 reason, that was to annialate!!/