Welcome to my domain, I blow-flame, with FILTHIER BARS than a RUSTED-CAGE// my tounge erupts-with-rage, and lets slugs-engage, on a tour through your puffed-rib-cage//
you get dismantled like old trophies cuz I bring heat like Im solar// you couldn’t DROP COLD SHIT if your digestive track was polar//
your pen must leak silicon, cuz u dispense nothin but FAKE-LINES//
make u pump your breaks like Firestones, cuz Ive "planned your crash and burn" like snipped break-lines//
Tim couldn’t "C" me with the Hubble…Ill transform his teeth-to-rubble//
you couldn’t FADE me with your SPITS if u had a jug of bleach-to-guzzle//
your screams-get-muffled, youre sweet-as-truffles…your loss leaves u too pissed-to-grieve// youre wack like paddles…Im "(w)rappin dope" like cocaine dealers on Christmas-Eve//
Tim's posting "REWARD" flyers, cuz after that last line he'd LOST-his-dreams//
tried to "hide his talk" like ventriliquists when I came…he's got colder feet than bobsled-teams//
your rhymes are old like geezers, so hide when I barge in like search and seizures//
my terms "left u stiff" like dick teasers…paralyzed, cuz I dished out verbal backbone creasers//
more lead than a number- 2 runs-through-you, when these battle cries siren like-first-aid// your verses should be put on signs-to-wave, at your state's gay pride-parade//