Choose your Path of death, I shatter text with grinding claws wrapped around this bastard’s neck/Verbal attempts to surpass a vet, but I originated the styles he hasn’t mastered yet/stand erect, brass knuckles on my hand connect to grasp your chest/Shall we compete?(delve in defeat) you've entered the realm of the beast/ as I watch your life monitor, n' rap to the sound of the beat/ (flatline________)
(what?!)
your ass is mine, I'm past Devine ya rap is mass declined../
I'll rip your 'Dick-Lines' your just a Dick', n' I've? Surpassed the Times/
I trash replys Rappins your excuse to fratenize wit fags n Bi's/
I'll hit you with a Bel-Air if you want some Classic Lines/
I Spat you cry.. n drop water faster than Blackened skys/
I'm too powerful dont be suprised if this post ignites n' 'crash the site'/
a lyricist? I'll clap you live or blast your mind/ I'll lock you in a plastic shrine, bleedin, smashed inside/ I show you cowards, my 'chrome is louder than explosive powder/ I'm the chosen prowler, that grows with every MC who's flows devoured/ strike with weapons, like Colon Powell, but only fouler /turn your clothes to chowder' n kill every mc within the closing hours. I'll leave your lines in worse shape than 'Jenny Craig'or 'Jenny Flowers' (jennifer flowers)/
cause I'm comin to smash you in worse ways than the planes that crashed the Towers/