Born in 80 as a baby, couldn't find ya dick at first so ya birth certificate reads "Katie"...
Professional asskicker is what ya now do, but, do ya kick with both feet cuz ya got shit on both shoes.

I'm a heavyweight hitter ya just a big league imposter so I'll combine boxing and baseball to "knock ya out" the roster...
Ya belong in the locker room washin them jocks makin dudes nervous like ya "starin at roosters in public" when ya blatantly eye cocks.

I'm of veteran bretheran bringin ya death in like a tantrum kid on a balsa wood toybox I'm "cavin ya chest in"...
Ya destined ta be digestin my Timbaland when ya ribs bend and snap in lungs and gut collapsin.

My senses amplified ya weakness magnified so I'll spit voltage homicide to leave ya electrified and ya win denied...
Cuz ya ain't no Terminator with ya heat like a broke radiator more like Verminator a Kelly Bundy exterminator.

Like cybernetic organisms I'm robotic in the way I got no feelin...
So I'll "terminate" ya "lines" like ya got edited out of a movie ya suppossed ta be in.

Like a dope terodactyl I'm spittin high and tactical dive bombing carnivorous ta make ya death dramatical...
Ya spit conservative and practical shouldn't have answered this battle call now ya in my stomach digestin and all.

If ya work and get better elevate ya letters and spit tight like a sweater one day ya might finally suck...
Expectin props? Ya got cleaver chops a decapitated top like harvesting crops and I did it easy as fuck!

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