10-12 lines
You spit first cuz you replied to me.
NO crew
NO FEEDING
NO Ridin
NO bitin
NO Nothin just spit and we'll get some
honest, and explained votes.


I'm endin everything you or yo kin has eva started/
Gotta preacher speekin' "All woe the dearly departed"/

You feel that heat burnin ya, my lyrics at Five-Fifty/
Portland-Home of suburbia?Ya shoulda left that empty/

Kaos...now would you like to get theoretical?/
Cuz I could hold a (say-onse) that could end up gettin medical/

Ventricals cut so I'll fuck ya slut, now what?/
It's the simple, intracut mental notes that fuck you up/

You aint up on my level bitch, you still in adolesence/
You go call me professor cuz you finna get a lesson/

While I'm burnin on resin the simplicity is eerie/
Dont only fear me, we ALL know you JUST A THEORY/

Drop it dog