aight..............yo........

Yer Only Infinite In The Sense Of Simplistic Verses||
Not To Mimic Yo Curses But U Wont Fill Up Midgets Hursts||
Verses Hurt Like Bursts From This Giant Mini Gun||
Bringin 'Heat Like Tahiti Sun', Killin You's Not Any Fun||
U Winnin Is 'Doubtful Like Heaven For Molestin Catholic Priest'||
Im Outta Ya Reach, Like 'Pets At Ya Feet For Thanxgivin' Feasts'||
Im Tryin To Be 'Brief' Like Emptyin' A Clip Into One Area||
Am I Scarrin Ya, Hot Lines Singe A LOT more than Just Hair-On-Ya||
My 'Hooks Snarrin' Ya' , Vocab-Bear Traps Splinters Yer Femur||
U Shouldn't Be Scurred Of Nitemarres Yer An Occupational Dreamer||

Quick keyed...........................c'mon