my spit's cursed...it's withstood the tables-of-time//
you wanted to spit first... but you ain't "Able"-to-rhyme//

I'll disAble ya spine...cause I follow in the ways-of-Cain//(Cain killed Able) bloodstain-ya-brain cause if you wrote down that you nice on a US map you couldn't "state-ya-claim"//

Fuck Cain...Able didn't die until I started spittin'-some-lead//
I'll decapitate you in this battle nigga...gimme-some-head//