TIGHT SPIT DAWG I'mma go a bit Terminator in this shit coz I watched the first one last night here goes:

I was designed to be entwined-with-guns long before this rhyme-begun////
I’ll dislocate your spine-for-fun; this rhyme will be your final-one////
Come see the prophecy properly, anticipated, integrated with hip-hop biology////
I’m here from the future; you’re the target-in-mind and you’re marked-from-our-time////
Sent to kill Street Legend who started-the-decline////
Of style in this piece; so I’mma terminate ya;, no Kyle Reese to save-ya////
I upgrade to T-1000 and totally decimate-ya////
Burned like paper; no need to cremate-ya ; I’ll take you up a level you can call me escalator////
I read horoscopes? I study Eminem? your lyrics go right through me////
I know their only ‘free’styles but you’ll have trouble sellin-them to newbies////
The weight class is wrong; I’m heavyweight you’re feather////
I segregate the weather to rain on you forever////