Intro
i'll break the balls in a sack , this kids afraid to attack,hit so hard my flows will drop the lungs out his back/

Opener
folk tramples wackness like a ragin bull from spain~ dizasterous wanna run wit the big boys, but forgot to tie his laces and -n tripped to shame/
i rip the lame, from to limb to limb bring pain~ fire be ur death while dezasterous jus fits my game/
tickin to slay, fOlK's verse be a bomb of destruction~thrustin to bust men , dasterdly destroyin bunk heads/
i lust dread,-n love to see opponents twitchin~ fire spit flames while dezasterous structures left for singen/
torn -n twistin, kid gets his brains moved like surgery~ im strait smokin this fool, cuz he aint nuttin but a herb too me/
I's burned to the 3rd degree, my lyrics like inferno's wagin to roast kids murderously/
ya ryhmes is nursery, basicially simple to smash~ crinkled -n mashed, i leave ya flow like whips when they crashed/
i ripple wit class,-n show edge like no other~ fire be rockin the crowd, while j-skipts jus sits -n stutters/

Closing
Camouflage in black n green guerrilla tactics, i slash open spleens to 6 or thirteen bits/
wrap up ya heart with yah intestines, and watch ya pass-away when the heart-attack hits /
bitch, fuk gadgets, n armors im splittin yah dome into 2 fifths with my heavy deadly fist/
leave yah stitched, ripped, im hittin ya with vicious flows, verbally destroying ya with acid mist/
ya face split, neck slit, acrobatically drilling ur death is not near the charts /
annihilating is my bliss, I smash ribs to wrist, forget torsos im ripping your stomach apart /
bombards an large comin at yah with full-charge destroyin yah without notice/
u will C-four dynamites planted to your shoulders, and explode like heavy explosives/

fuk my whole verse, 2 of my lines can rip str8 thru and take out yah lungs /
You’ll have a big hole in yah stomach like dikes with pierced tongue’s/

My bad i wit over by 3 barz