you headin on a collision with a hip-hop carnivorous creature///
you instigatin' BEEF well son, you just confronted a meat eater///
versitile slang speaker /////
with multiple rhyme features//////
I beat cha vigorously with a mic and watched you seep out the speakers //////
symbolic of the grim reaper....….//////
Doomed on your premises I lurk in the shadow of death ///
rattled your chest ////
I've become obsessed........ ////
with mutalation and coniving acts////
I could Bring Doom to his knee's with the Brutal Facts/////
makin' it hard to swallow ////
either confess that your whack and Doomed Kid///////////
or through raps I'll make you forfeit////////////
and w/ the echo of my vocals knockin this fucken planet out of orbit///////////////
your exsistence was unfortunate/////
and short-lived for that matter/////
your chitter-chatter represents a minor factor////
and whats worse.......... Doomed
I'd swear you were giving birth with that verse////
nevertheless, its gonna come off simplistic
you devised your own demise