ok heres my verse good luck to both of us

My rhyme intelligence depletes ur bodies elements causing body rot and forensic evidence//
gone were the days when you could often pray that the heavy hand of Rappad would not rip your life away//
as knowledge surpasses time my intel becomes inclined and my invasioned fury finds a target in your spine//
leave you sea sick and quadriplegic drowning in a river to quiver and feed fish//
in conclusion my attacks leave an intrusion and no medical breakthru can stop insermountable bruising//
my style is uplifting ever changing and shifting like a higher force condones my wig splitting//
bringing balance to good and evil aligning the universes to a status that's equal//
in turn my heat burns but some still don't learn as they get thrashed and ash compiles to fill an urn//
remix's simple and plain style can't match my 3 dimensional graphic//
my enemies packed with hate and break whenthey battered//
my weaponaries act and you simply get shattered//
u require numerous atroposes//
gangrenous flesh gets ripped from my glock atrocities//
studied botany so i can conclude that remix truly is a herb//
this highway leads to hell so u better stick to da curb//