This guy thought i was gonna arrive and start feedin'...//
My vocals will swallow you alive and stop u breathin//
To make yourself look stupid is all your realy acheivin//
You couldn't be *dope* if it was drugs you're dealin'//
Your makin a meal of this-Im makin you skweal and hiss//
Deliverin fatal verbs with da unrelenquished way im feelin' this//
i got you beggin for mercy already..."ITS ONLY JUST PAST LINE 6"//
I'll roll u up and smoke you easier than a joint of cannabis//
im here on-scene Playin lyrical mind tricks//
his verse looks shit no matter how bad mine is//
Give it up bitch its over 'n' ive only needed to dream up line eleven//
the only part of todays mission your gonna complete is if you manage to write past line SEVEN//

Peace out...

Psyco