Every nigga on this board shall be ignored/
when i unravel my vocal chords/
and engauge in vocal wars/
wit lyrical swords and telekenetic weapons/
lyrical armegeddons/
that''ll cause your computer to self destruct in 11 seconds/
Class is in session when I tap these keys/
mc''s recieve d''s like a hive of backwards bee''s...(B''s)
when i tap these keys/ i attack teams like a full court press/ me on a mic is as wicked as Jeffrey Dahlmer on X/
i eat flesh and pick bones out my teeth/
chew it up a few more times then spit it out my cheeks/
niggas is weak like a sex on a beach/
while my lyrics toxic like gin, juice and bleach/
i dare you to drink or even bite this flow/
will you die slow?
shit...will the sky snow/
if you grow weed under water would you get hydro/
will AC ride slow next time he hide O in a white bronco/
so bite at your own risk/
and get your neck slit wit your own disc/
cause my shits requested by chicks like foot long dicks/
wit a tounge to match/
i''m a assasin only difference is i use my lungs for gats/
dope flow sprinkle tracks like crumbs of crack/
niggas get addicted wit da quickness/
i blow sickness like a blunt laced wit syphillus/
picture this Lyrical infection thing in your bloodstream/
got you jumping like the New York's club Scene/
till you leap of the cliff/
Like Go -HEAD- but keep your teeth off my dick/(get it)
while I bloody up your lip
Im off to my water proof AND sound proof booth/
and spit flows till my saliva drown the roof/
i''m rough and rugged like dem orange construction buckets/
while yall niggas soft like fresh out the oven muffings/
i''m even tougher when i''m puffing dutches/
cause then nothing escapes my clutches/
my blood rushes and flushes the pen/
any thing within a miles radius gets crushed in the end/
mic trajectiles that spin fast/
and confuse crews like a stripper wit a thin ass/
sliding down poles while doing shots of slim fast/