Im the solution, the peroxide, the fuckin antidote/ put me in a rhyme I wont spit no fansy flow/ ill spit sum fuckd up shit thatll cut you plus get u fucked, im sick and-im-dope/

I'll release a verse, sit down and watch u stand and choke/ I aint a bitch, im a man, no joke/ burnen thru u and createn more pain canker sores/ choken this bitch till his vocal cords dont work in his throat no more/ ill hang ur chords above the stage/ then shoot them down a lovly phrase/

People say Im harsh, when femcees face me they shrivel up like old men standin in the cold/ i jus started doin this shit but i'll elivate, take structure n become a 'Work of Art' like 'Mold'/
Im like a disease I eat away at MC's, I'll leave this bitch bleedin inbetween his Knees like he's got Herpees/ a fuckin STD, ill spit in ya eyes so ya cant see no more, Business is more sneeky then sound waves creepin up on blind folks frum the TV/

I handle more beef than hookers and sluts/ ur capabal of nuthin, Wisdoms go more 'Style' than Amry Reserved 'Crew Cuts'/! ppl are affriad of me they know when to watch they Tone, if not their bein dislocated like bones and put on the Flatline like a Dead Cell phone/!

You gettin pushed down more times than ppl durin Christmas Shoppin, Ya deader than a Goblen/ This bitch came into this battle wit the "odds stacked against em"/ like the ~Rockets~ wit out Steve Francis, u gun Lose, ~Houstin~ we have a Problem/!


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