my tongue tactics make a mockery of the fat shit that you half spit
and kick your ass quick, as I rotate in a battle like a axis
gave you more time to practice/ 1

I slay emcees for the hell of it, and the death of you, is my next agenda ,its a good thing this is only one round/ I don't wanna be a repeat sex offender///// 2
....get it? cause I'm fuckin KID's out of wins?....


son, you don't want this shit

fuck a six shooter
my brains equipped with a laser disc and a street sweeper
so I can project ya death ,murder you with rights and next lefts///3



massacre syllables with these rabid battle rituals
then rapidly spit havoc in the form of the physical
you just an amateur criminal, with them low caliber pistols//// 4

its time for action, and guerilla warfare
cause my flesh tough enough to kink up your chainsaw
my games raw, causin' blood stains and all......... 5


Seltur you was born a herb...
you ain't battle ready, one on one, you out matched and out done, got dealt your worse hand, cause this ones holdin' a gun,

the one thats comes with a pump, and the scope attatched, I see your throat got some lumps, lookin' like a camels back, whether hand to hand or rap to rap, you choose the combat,

just know the fact, that I'm on it so fast, that I don't leave a chance for cats to bomb back........