the only time this kid is ill is when he shits on his raps n says there sick-verses//
like witch-curzes,ill spit magic that will easly kill u after this-murkin//
with a ill verse like mine its easy to get u sick if i force it down-ur-throat//
take ur emotions our ur body n frame them on the wall just so i can mount-ur-hopes//
im alive-with,in tent to kill u aight-bitch,dont say u could rape me cuz u couldnt even if u was kobe-bryant//
cuz im-sick,with rhymes-kid,its funny i thoght u was from x men with tha name mc-gambit//
all my verses i post should be labled beware he spits sick-ness//
ur wack n all ur fist-miss,but im still able to beat u no matter how much ur verse is pre-writ//
the way ill slice n gut ur oragans n fill ur body with gallons-of-sick-blood//
not even if i put a elepant on a scale compaird to how wack this kid is i wouldnt balance-this-thug//