Hah my i dont need to feed my Opener will bring Heat.........

I'll humiliate you, then take yo eye balls out of your Fuckin head//
turn em around So u can see yo self ChoKe, cuz like "Nitorious" this bitch is "Dead"//

The "Bullzi's" on yo forhead and I'll Punkchure it like a Dart board//
My styles hotter Earths core, what the fuck were you thinkin when you Challenged this Hardcore WarLord//?

Right now you aint "advancin " no where!
Your "Paddlin against the Current"//
I "See Through" this fake Emcee like He "Transparent", (see thew)
He couldnt "Own me' if he had the right 'Insurance'//

Ya guna Crash and Burn like get away Cars bein chased by Cops in Uniform// I use "PitchForks" to stick Dorks like "Children Of the Corn'// !
Your ass is bein Torn, soon it'll be big enough for babies to be born// Ya wont even rap no more, cuz I'll have u screamin louder than bitches doin Hardcore Porn//

These Ryhmes and lines are Priceless like African Egyptian Gems//
They bring hype like 'New Realeases' so everybody wants to 'see Them'//
Spitta wont get nobody "Excited or Hi" wit that verse,
It flowed slow and was "Dead" like numerous "Lost Seamen"//

The Kinda shit Spitta spits is the shit Unleashed frum my Ass When my 2 Butt Cheeks Split!//
Your words are all over the place llike "Unmatching Puzzle Pieces",
Messy and funny lookin when together they Just "Dont Fit"/..........