Im raw talent refined and inclined to dissect your spine, Lyrics dent your skull to leave an impression on your mind//
Perpetrate crimes of a lyrical kind, I Spit rhymes with reference to nines, and watch them come alive//
Spit at a hectic rate to leave u in a half conscious state, its too late ive sealed a merking as your fate//
Make you bleed as sharp lyrics penetrate, hit you in the heart straight and infiltrate //
You’re a generic Fake mc.. I’ll make you bleed, and I rake mc’s as I make them fall like autumn leaves//
Release punches at speed, cast a shadow of death and instil you with to much fear to touch the keys//
MCs got to learn, my flows hot and burns you to a crisp and leaves you dehydrated so you have nothing to spit//
You stutter my name cos u fear it, I’ll drop clips of acidic lyrics to disintegrate your spirit//
Im a herb infestation remover, ill start with you bitch as I merk herbs with text book manoeuvres//