I'm going to incenerate his brittle frame; get in his face
and obliterate the city scape until his atoms dissipate
this is fate that we meet, as I lacerate your facial features
with blades and teeth, throw you into cranial seizures
Losin' you soul through the open holes, better hold it "close"
My gats "put cats to sleep", cockin' back the coma-toast! **
droppin back and "foldin'" foes, fight evil with "bad hands"
Flesh'll "quickly burst into flames", now watch him "flash" dance!!
Send certain pangs of pain through his nerves and purple veins
nervous stains in his pants, make my hands merge with his brain

10 short linez...but it'll do