fuk it this guys gettin ripped...................

slim,you aren't built for these lyrical wargames/
shootin you down like american warplanes/
step to me n you'll go up in flames/
born to tame all tha faggots in tha rap game/
you've gone from battlin newbies to wanna battle big timers/
leave ya old n decrepit,plagued with alzheimers/
the syndicate's soldier kwiz' will march on ya grave/
clinically insane,rap syllables i crave/
who tha fuk passed tha gauntlet so you could flow/
your flow couldn't even penetrate a homo/
plus my hellbent lyrical content is murderous/
you an emcee,ha!your lyin',that shits purgerous(lyin in court)/
i must have had lyrical local anaesthetic/
coz i'm numb,didn't feel ya verse,your pathetic/
pitiful,monotonous material i've heard to many times before/
dem syndicate soldiers rotten to tha core/
this battles killed ya,ya style will decrease/
so i'll end this wid a fuk you but peace........../

slim-lanky R.I.P(rot in pieces)

ruthlesssssssss................biatch