my steelo-shines breakin most peoples-spines with these lethal-rhymes/
kill me? True most of ya shots missin like Shaq at Free-throw-lines//
properly speakin' leavin this heathins heads leakin/
i'll leave ya knees bent backwards with ya shoulders un-even//
faggot, only time that u spit is after testicle-slurpin/
you think u ill? well i'll cure your sickness like a medical-surgeon//
Ima supreme artist leavin' fake MC's paralyzed and retarted/
i ended half of the rap games careers before they even started!//
ripped it to shreads with claws comparin to those of raptors/
ill make even u of da toughest bow down to ur superior captor//

ur turn