:::yawn:::

Left your brain washed and SENTENCES BRIEF...you're FEELING THIS HEAT killing your PRIMITIVE FEATS...
GAME~IN$ANE makes 'reservations' to death's inn...punches leave you with "bleeding gums" like names of "INDIAN CHIEFS"...

GAME~IN$ANE A BASTID...I'll conquer your rap style wit OBTRUSIVE TACTICS...
From the "school" of hard knocks I'll throw punchlines so ill...you wonder how I PRODUCE THESE "CLASS-SICKS (classics)"...

Ya RHYME IS CORKED...stashed away in a FINE RESORT eating you for lunch with a KNIFE AND FORK...
ANTI’S QUITE DISTORT...I'll LIGHT THE TORCH and bring "bra's" to ya "casket" n give ya "LIFE SUPPORT"...

I'll SEVER THIS FAG...Ya 'text is trash'...might as well put ya LETTERS IN 'BAGS'...
Like your "record" I'm "losing my patience" with battling you wack cats like low-profit "MEDICAL STAFFS"...

I've got you conFINED TO LIMITS...each of my bars would make you memoRIZE THE SENTENCE...
Spitting "X-s (excess)" flows...I'm "nice" cuz I'll 'scramble' you "since" I'M THE ILLEST...(take the "s" out of since and scramble ince=nice)

Stimulate words wit a NYMPHO'S TEXT...my punches 'throw strong hooks' like a HERO'S BELT...
ANTI’S "will flip your personel"...erase ya name and put you 'behind the news' like "LENO'S REP"...(flip the word "personel"=leno's rep)

A neuroleptic effect in my penmanship CRAVES A B!TCH with a LAYMEN'S WIT...
You'll get your "rap-tore" cuz you're 'fake'...I GRAZE CONTENTS so GAME~IN$ANE will STAY 'CON'-"VINCED"...

I place napalm in great-psalms...ANTI always SALVAGE TRUTH THROUGH A PEN...
"Cross my path and I'll shade you"...GAME~IN$ANE don't wanna see my TALENTS TO THE "X-TINT (extent)"...