You a toddla play'n with blocks, ya skillz need da "build", this lil bitch is gett'n his name changed from Synikill to Synikilled/
I spit "thrills" and "chills" on the Mic Im six flags, you you leave the crowd unfufilled, da lyrical equivalent of a 1 minute man/
God damn you ryhme more "artificial" than spam, try'n to step to me, you'll get ya ass "CHOPped" like lamb/
Im the verbal son of sam, ya ass is bout to get blasted, you were play'n the part of a winner, but you gett'n "recasted"/
It's automatic, on this show 2% has it, this must be survivor cuz you gett'n "outsmarted", "outwitted" and "outlasted"/
My rhymes are "classic" like Coca-Cola, this battle wouldn't go "two-ways" if it were sponsored by motorola/
Roll ova bitch, I'm tak'n this shit, I'm a fuck'n "legend" while ya just an "executive"/
I've got ya nervous, on needles and pins, 3 of ya losses were Bullshit but so were 26 of ya wins/
In so many battles youve been "fucked" thats why youve got syph-alis, like commit'n suicide ya bout ta join ya own "victim list"/
Were ya listen'n? my styles "absolute" like vodka, plus my "punches" just hit you so hard they left bruises on ya mama/