Like Acid I spit shit to desinigrate, your Delirious if ya think ur skills r past Light-Weight/ your far frum Locked on heavy-weight cuz ya mearly a stupid low Fly-Weight/ Now your Intertwinin wit fatality and Defeat I bring Hate, "You wont win" cuz this Aint "Angels in the outfield" "Saint"/ !

You remind me of myself when I first started Key Styling/
Stirrin up Punches Wit no Flow is why you suck at Freestyling/

This "Cunts" been 'Pushin' Me harder to Spit than "Pregnant Moms In Labour"/ Ya just "Sensative Clit" "inbetween" 2 pussy lips like Yo house and ur "2 Next Door Neighbours/"

Ya rapping "the wrong way" like bein 'Rebelious' about partying all Nights of 'Haunnika/ I'll fracture you wit Lashes Of Stigmata, play you like Bill did Monica then "Disperse" of Ya like "Green on Iguana's/

Saint wouldnt be "Unbelievable" if I saw him on TV's Ripplys"/
Not even if he Escaped HandCuffs Quickly cuz he still cant spit shit Intensely/
I dunno How U expect to Beat me when all you know is fucking MULTIS/ (all his verse has)

I'll rip out ur hemroids so flies can infect ya ass wit with Maggots/
Then Shove 'em back in and have you fucked by AIDS infected Faggots/

Ima jewel like Ivory from an Elephant on both sides its Trunk/
This verse Will take this punks Life like stevie wonder driving Drunk/

I drop bombs like Binladdin wit hotter lyrics than u could ever imagine/ The only Compitition that youd have a chance to win in Is an All American Womens Beauty Pageant/

I'll treat you like a "Prism" then have yo "Head cut off" Like "Circumcision"/ this kids a dummy, His boy tole him to "Hide the Heat" and he turned up the Cold Air Condition/

Finisher

My ryhmes are like an All Jordan team, Their a full proof scheme/
I hit bitches like u wit out even lookin like my name wuz Prince Naseem/


Sorry it took so long

peace out