u throw punches off course that stray-n-miss,come to battle with the lameist-spits,this kids more played than aro-smiths greatist-hits//
im able ta spit flames like torches,my rhyme scorches,Shock couldnt break decks if he demolished porches//
Shock him self "could-never-be-ill",i swing punches at all angles that "sever-but-still",leave ur body in tack,to react by posting ur verse that would never "amout-to-my-skill"//
watch how I SHOCK THA WORLD with every Move-i-Make,the Room-Shakes,this kid couldnt whitein my day if he was crest Tooth-Paste//
attack quick,to dispach sick,verses that master the art,Shock left in pecices as THOG leaves him blasted apart//
i can max out at 10 lines and still kill u with a verse thats barley-finished,ur reping warlords as i attack n kill ur crew n leave you nearly-daminished//
even if u crubled up ur verse n threw it at me u could never toss violent "words-G"//
ur verses could never "hurt-me",this bitch couldnt rhyme on sesame street wid "burt-n-ern-E"//
fuck the hands from GOd cuz with these fingers i deploy-sins,hes hangin on my nuts as i slap my dick agianst tha-boys-chin,this kid couldnt come with Team Work if he spit out conjoind-twins//
watch how i blaze-kids,with my verses that toss flames with amaze-ment,i spit verses rap-pid,im leavin shocks body rollin as if i tossed his cas-kikt//