ya name’s ‘Hellevation’ ya need to drop ya ‘H’ like a dyslexic,
now ya showing ‘ellevation’ but ya still gettin ya ass kicked/

ya age is unlucky cos ya 13, jinxed battle record still wiv no wins,
your bars are uneven like drinking on a boat when it’s stormin/

you couldn’t spit to save ya life if you were drownin in saliva,
your wackness is a crime now get on death row wiv the lifers/

you typed your rhyme like a~retarded~man~with~no~hands,
you make no sense like givin a~blind~man~a~magnifying~glass/

why you even tried to spit against me is an X-file for Scully & Mulder,
battle me, you & whose soldiers?, do try again though when you a bit older/

the text you wrote flowed like lava – it went cold & stood still,
it was nothing pretty to look up to, like ya mamma standin on a hill/