I Know Ya Face Feels The "Raining-Bullets", The "Eye Of The Storm Is-My-Clips",
My Shit "Damn Hot" Reverse Of "Pharrel's track", It Feel Like I Spit Hell From Inside My Lips//2

Call U "The-Fibrovascular-Kid", He Get Snapped "Like-Wooden-Sticks",
Only Time 9 Was Ever "Ill-And-Sick" Was As A Hungry Ghetto Bastard Eating "Lead-Painted-Chips"//4

"Skin-This-Carnage" And Grin On This, Damaging This "Anus", Cuz I Trully "Wrecked-Him"(Rectum),
Naturally Grim Throughout Every Limb, The Type To "Throw 9 Into Pools" To "See If He Sinks Or Swims"//6

iight theres my six lines drop ur's