ayo i cocc bacc with my hammerz aimed at JOE BLACK, then i shoot-his-chest......................hit his lungz so hard i bruise-his-breath//
ruthless-mets................got yu eazily juiced-and-kempt...........ya fuckin weak, just look at ya verse.....meanin it was proved-in-text//
tryin to fit in my shoes? yu just take shoeless-steps......... man GOD must really hate yu to put yu against-me//
secondly..............my rhymez like corpse jeans, "dead-lee"(deadly).........good thing ya only do text, cuz yu would never make it as an emcee//
in fact dogg itz drastic..............to beat me yu gonna need sum sourcers spell and sum magik//
ill hang yu off of an overpass then drop yu into traffic............this kat wants to be just like me, in fact its like i held up a gun in a bank the way i "produced Joe Black ta panic"//
get ya ass-kicced............ill radiate and distort-ya-skin................flamez produced from exodus and born-within//
i torture-winz..............yull be forced-to-bend..........how could yu ever expect to hand me an L when yu kouldnt even beat ya-self?//
we're sorta-enemies..............but ill obstruct ya breathin...............have yu laid in the ground wonderin whutz the reason//
yu bitin my style like a toddler, which meanz yu teethin.............and its like i turned yu into saturday and sunday the way i leave yu "weekend"(weakend)//
and yu get hit-bitch................i switch-hit...............its like yu manure the way yu go down on my "shyt"-list//....