Aight Listen...............

I’ma damage this bitch syke-a-logically cause my knowledge goes way beyond this kid’s Reezun
“Blessin” him verbally like he holdin a box of Kleenex with a mic and my words are sick allergies to induce “sneezin”/

He 35-2 on another site where they type their fights with fragile fingers and Xplictly spit
But the only thing explicit in this war of words is the emotional pain I’m about to inflict/

When it comes to girls this kid couldn’t get laid if he got on a plane and flew to Hawaii
While he’s gone I’ma fly down to S.C. and see how smooth his imaginary girl’s THIGHS be/ (Thunda Thighz)

Try me and I’ll shatter ya ego with lines designed to engulf ya pride deep down inside
I’m similar to a drive-by by Carl Lewis they way I rap a cloud of smoke around you without breakin my stride/

Go run and “hide” cause you like “Child’s Play” but rest assured when I “seek” I’m slaughterin this “Chucky”
This kid tries to spit flames but draws “Sparxx” like he with Bubba and they lookin “Ugly”/

Trust me when it comes to battles you like Iraq to the US just a little clan provoking an empire with cap guns
I’ma rip you 180 ways twice just to rap circles around you at 360 degrees in one sum/

For fun I’ll bust one just to graze ya dome and leave you a with strong warning to flee
Hit up a dollar store for a punch or two and after I split ya frame into quads I’ll let you borrow the four quarters from me/

Ya feel me? If not I’ll cut my hand off and give it to you to jot down a verse you’ve already rehearsed
But don’t get offended when it hops off the keyboard and finds its way up ya girl’s skirt leavin her shook with orgasmic bursts/

I flow in spurts with words that hurt and leave Reezun with “Faith” even questioned by Fred Durst in the worst ways
My flow’s scorchin to the point that it’ll ignite you on contact like you a combustible can of aerosol spray after I use the nozzle to crack ya shoulder blades/

Let me finish this kid before he exposes himself in a way that’ll leave Pee Wee’s whole playhouse believin
I got this kid lookin like a ghostly Beanie Sigel, cause he “SCREAMin” Syke why you let em know I ain’t “THE TRUTH” or “THE REASON”!

Peace