10 lines.....5 bars
cerebral assasin....

Chek...
Fuk cerebral assasin, I leave em paralyzed,think'n his limbs aint attachin'-
Got'em scratchin, fuk letters,got his number...I'm anthrax'in thru fax'ing-

inject spit in your cardiovascular system'hope of insertin heart-
spit'so Acidic'its spreads ya heart apart, like a peice a price'less art-

Forget em Tech 9's an Gat's all strapped'I dismantle dis Kat wit words of rap'-
Who'd He think he was Warran Sapp?Shit thats what u get for tryna grab my Sack-

Stay on track...follow da guidlines I set, u pathetic excuse for an R&B Vet-
U fuk'd Wit Jet...Now its a Must I mark my rep'an rip on u as if u had a set-

Chek.....
Chek His Sig...Yo he takin 'Drastik Measures' to consume vics'by battlin bitches-
Think this Thread had Switches way its'Lights out after I spit'an leave dis Kid in Stiches-