yo you want food for thought well lets give you a full course meal/i'm handin out lyrical tip so cats will know the deal/what you speak is weak shit u couldn't elevate if u was on an elavtor/i'm da realest boy u just an imitator/originator of da punchline u couldn't spit heat if i set u on fire/u couldn't stop me if you was brakes/so please stay off the mic for heavens sakes

//no heaven here cuz Grid is about ta commit tha "Seven Deadly" sins i fear//
//spear ya first then pack u wit lead from my nine as i am about ta burst//
//curse ya i dont need ta cuz ya rhymes so whack ur personna decives ya//
//"Eagles" stop at nothin ta get what they seek n like a bird-of-prey ur my victim feasably weak//
//streak internals about ta run cuz no need ta try Grid's numba one//
//pun in ya words no rhythm let alone nouns-n-verbs i merk ya ass on a tank of lyrical gas filled only one-third//
//heard ya desperate cries for help tha police arrive ta find ya hangin' from a noose barely alive//
//thrivin' off tha dead i kill i come back ta severe ya head but u died in hospital from "shock-trauma" they said//

why ya'll posting useless essays, read the forum,this aint the frontlines
Even tho ur crappy raps make me laugh I don't see any punchlines

ive had hardert disses/
from your fat missus/
while she was washin the dirty dishes/

think you harder than R. Kelly at a childrens playground,
you aint nothing but a lost dog from "Homeward Bound"

This fool thinks hes a gangsta he needs to take an Ebonics Class
Cuz when we said we wanted crack he busted out his ass

bitch you look like you never heard-of-me,
you think your the shit, you couldnt be the shit of you were a turd-in-me.

the only time you seen heat was when you were taking a shit,
matter fact thats probably the only time you've ever mad a "hit"

yeah son what u said was cute/but to tell the truth i heard betta lines from mutes/

firesquadgansta you need to quit 'flowin'
your words are put together worse than a Somoans

i brung some weedkiller, a harvester and a book full of words/
to exterminate you faggot, you know why? you're a HERB/

nicca u remind me of bugs bunny
u know big teeth,big ears but wait...u aint funny

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I drop more lines than columbia

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Ya raps r like ya location dawg cuz there 'non Existant',
u talk about the future yet u aint even in the 'presant'//