I write sharp like knifes, grab hooks an start fights
Fill unfriendly patients with radiation to spark lifes
Your marked to die, wether it's my bark, or bite
I flow so much better - even my sharks are tides
Durin dark of night, I harmonised my style, this key shit
You want a custom face, you'll need new retinas to see it
I bleed spit - my veins contain the remains of slain sluts
This service isn't one instant of the illest my brain does
These feats are tonsil trips, expanses of land mass in splashes
So fantastic your plasterd to the blackest atoms of the atlas
Youngblood mastered slapping, stabbing and attacking savage
Beat you easily, this was taking the piss .. an thats it.