this long-lastin flow is gonna rip-your-life-apart/
take away the clear thoughts and set-you-in-the-dark/
never know whats commin, from up-down, all-around/
up-town, to knock u the fuck-down/
this a showdown, at midnight... you get blown down/
lookin both ways and still layin full-down/
bullet proof vest, against, the foulest/
lyrical fiend, rippin apart your fuckin-soul/
grabbin a fork and knife, eatin at you-whole/
your blown - from this god damn volcabulary switch/
that hit u harder then wene i fucked your bitch/
their must be a glitch, cuz sumthin wronge with your text/
either cop n paste fucked - or your rymein's vexet/
your reps next, like the jamie kennidy show-/
Bitch u been Xet/