aight let me do somethin quick.....

yo..i put pressure on ur BRAIN, so when u lean back, ur back-cracks//
u claim 2 be SICK, cause you beat a couple of wack-kats//claiming that u
pack-gats, !SHIT!, all your packin is wack-raps//THAT'S-WACK!...considering u don't make
sense-to-me//thinkin you've improved, when ELEMENTARY, was the only thing you
sent to me//SEE!....your an ignorant emcee, that claims he has skill//
constantly throwin wordz that !REKOR-SHADE!, like attempting to stab-steel//
my brain consist of illness, unstoppable by ad-vil....or any pill//why you
step 2 a patriot that leaves kats disfigured, and many-killed...//
yo....u could try 2 defeat me, but u won't get close, at all-dog//
your constantly BALL SUCKIN, in other wordz ur a BALL-HOG...//
i'll shoot wit the teck-twice//leavin the flesh on ur neck-sliced!...like
orange-pillings//LAUGHIN!, while ur brain's collapsin, like foreign-buildings//you
spit like ur ignoring-ill-things...COME ON!, you serious//wit that, u couldn't
stop this FLOW, if you were throwin PERIODS...!!!!!!!