yo, think ur gondo well, but u "ain t seen nothin yet"/
I think it s time u learned the meaning of: "A LEGENDARY VET"/
u claim ta be "Ill" but ur lyrix are all about to "TRIFLE"/
couldn t be "felt" if I was "blind" n they were written in "BRAIL"/
ill bet ur "punchlines" are hittin like an "old man"; "weak n frail"/
while I spit "phatter" shit than BIG PUN; tippin a "scale"/
ur bound to "fail", when it comes to gettin "graded" on this battle/
cuz ur verse will be lackin substance like "PING PONG" wit NO "PADDLE"/
ur META~PHORS are bound to be weak, FLOW~broken up and not~consistent/
FUCK AROUND wit me too long, I ll make ur life non~existent/
ur less "resistent", than a slut gettin FUCKED on "extacy"/
we could be "CONJOINED TWINS" n u still couldn't get "next~to~me"/
ur simplistic style just bores me, u need a lesson in COMPLEXITY/
but then again I m a "man" in battle~rap, while ur just a little "CHILD" like "DESTINY"/
this page of TEXT, I m leavin "BLESSED", like these were words written by a "PROPHET"/
n u can t seem ta "hold ur own" like whinny bitches in a MOSH PIT/
I ll "break apart ur heart" by penetrating ur CHEST CAVITY/
then "RIP u down" so fast that you d think my name was "GRAVITY"/
u could be "stabbin~me", wit a "pencil" n I still wouldn t "get ur point"/
cuz in this battle its abundantly clear that ur gettin "smoked" just like a "joint"/