u Lyrically Inclined to think of winnin but everything aint all that it seems//
u another victim under my name (Night) ya tired ass is just inpsired to dream//
wake up, catch ya senses i'll fuck u up twice b4 ya 1st chance to redeme//
you not prepared for the dirtiest battler who's punches connect the most clean//
pack ya neosporin cream, cause once i swing im leavin u wit more scars than da arms of crackfiends//
think "straight!" u fucked yoself challenge'n me u limpin out this battle wit a perminant lean//
dickrides wouldnt help, they'd make it hurt worse afterall u "beat yaself" wit no vaseline//
u'd have a better chance in hell against satan drinkin karosene ignite'n a fire while tryna let off some steam//
u felt da heat from my Carnage Rage Evil And Madness now u Wu Tang's new definition of C.r.e.a.m//
but i'm the one wit ya ashes in a jar bar for bar as i rewrite that street theme//
im tighter than ya Lee's, fade'n you out like some hot bleach spilt all over ya jeans//
i'm not Genetix but we 2 different breeds of mc's and i'm carrying dominant genes//
so fuck ya Bruce Banner intellect, the battle threat i pose too extreme//
i'm the Incredible Hulk in this battle thread my busts go right out da seams//
the only way u'd win is if we switched verses or said sombody's ghost and joined teams//
think u sweet but u flood our battle board n get ya flavor flushed like we some melted ice in ya tea//
this big dog's focused on ya throat wit a rifel scope 'n my trigger finger itches wit fleas//
i get in weak emcees and devour u hollow like that bacterial flesh eatin disease//
taken me for a pussy to fuck with now u a victim of my sickness like i'm spittin liquid STD's//
......i'm too powerful for u dawg, i break through chains of battle links like i'm Hercules//