emcees more recognizable when dead)

you'll CRASH LAND like AALIYAH, on 'flights'-wit-the-best, right now, it's ALL EYES ON ME, we'll talk about your LIFE-AFTER-DEATH/

(time to poke a little truth and fun at this washed up vet)

I'll Slap Stats wit a BAT, so he need to get-his-NOSE-DONE, and STICKIN HIS HEAD in a FAN, INCH BY INCH, is how-I-POKE-FUN(lol!)/
now i'm-a-smoke-son and you had to BEG RAWK to GET IN THE HALL OF FAME, WALKIN ON HEELS, FOLLOWIN STEPS of-MURDAH-WUN/
stats lose-the-thought, you can't-beat-frank, i'll lose-the-hawk, in your-BEEF-tank!and A DICK SHAPED DOG, is the only-way-to-EAT-FRANK(lol!)/
you'll get bruised-a-lot, punches make his-teeth-clank, he snooze-from-ox, drips turn to-leak-sank!and PULLIN YOUR SUGAR TOOTH, is the only-time-i-SWEET-YANK/
you're a SHORT MAN thinkin you can ball-wit-the-trees, a HOMO HANDICAP wit AMPUTATED CALFS, you always FALL-TO-YOUR-KNEES/
ENGINES OVERHEAT, but MIKE make you crawl-on-your-knees, i'll SHOVE ICEBERG DOWN YOUR THROAT, until your BRAIN STALL-ON-A-FREEZE/
'no hands', you're 'losin your touch', and it aint pircacy-wait-then.. you been VIOLATED LATELY, MORE THAN A INTERNET, PRIVACY-STATEMENT/
ill?who's lyin to you, your bars-aint-tight, you SWALLOWED SO MANY KIDS they STUCK TO YOUR CHEEKS, that you got the JAWS-OF-LIFE/
i'm put blades on my knuckles, and leave em scarred-from-fights, i'ma 'scramble' his frame, and REMIX this chump like JARS-OF-SPRITE/