i mess up your vital organs and store them for an organ shortage/
I'll give your dick to a constipated asian, they're used to short-shit!/

i'll Leave u Scorched-Bro, Try-N-Win-it, i'll Leave u Fried-N-Shredded/
this kid Is Pathetic, Wit "Less Flavor" Than a Person Thats Diabetic/

A Bomb-Threat Created-and-Demonstrated For Mind-Stress/
Wit this bitch's Back Against The Wall Like a Spined-Chest/

Pull some Alfred hitchcock shit, so It'll be HARD WHEN PAIN FLOCKS/
I'm sure everyone thinks of u like the club scene in Iceland BARS JUST AINT HOT/

My lyrics like Bustin' a 9 I got you Duckin' the rhyme/
Punch through the Vest on your chest till your Sternum touches your SPINE!/