ok their mist-a-tough (mr.tough), you wanna start a fist-a-cuffs, ill kick-it-up like youre face right before i ripped-it-up/

im snappin graphex like elastics, the fact-is im smackin him back into back-flips like gymnastics, youre under the heat and youre meltin like plastics/

i dont need to caulk this glauk to pop-clips, i drop-scripts hard enough to lock-this battle in my rock-fist, wrap my arms around youre throat until youre baggin me to stop-this/

but at LEAST the BEAST will FEAST when i UNLEASH an insane chain of pain leavin shifty'S name embeded in the main part of youre brain/

you should rewind time and type better rhymes,you can tell its the end by the feeling inside,its the kind that entwines-in-youre-spine and unwinds-in-youre-mind, you battelin me its like im leadin the blind