I'll take ya down boy,ma rhymez do kill/i'll take ya down boy,i always do it with skill/ Dnem got no gats but he blazin', i'm in ya face now start actin'/i'll drop ya quicker than weight thru bypass surgery, these words'll burn ya like ya covered with oil in a refinery/ ma skillz is super agile,turn ya lights out faster than load shedding/ ya can't match me,if ya want a reply from me then pay me! I'm out

Now u in,wit d lyricist,yall ve bin waitin 4 sins genesis,front me again deside ur nemesis,coz am irrecyclable,my styl u cnt recycle,hiphop my gospel,punchlinz my mantle,fake mc lyk u wana battle,da king of rhymez,i jst sit back while u kiss ur spine, LAY LO COZ U R NO MATCH

Blee bluh blah, what was that, /i brainstorm when i think, careful of the thunda 'n lightnin' you may get hit/ rumble young'un or you goin' stumble, ya say ya hard well i make steel crumble/ still holdin' it down, witcha face in the ground/ i make ya dead mother feel it,on top of ya grave i'll kick it/ i'll be buried seated up so i can lace a rhyme 'n bring beef to ya coffin, asleep in ya death i still make ya feel nauseous/don't creep behind me, attend my classes 'n you'll be great like me/i'll even give ya a style to rum with,mack a gal with,hopefully lose ya virginity to too.

I smoke mo weed,dan d oxygen i breath,wat i spit,stops ur breathe,coz am d badest tin 2 happen 2 earth,my flo bust ya chest,so check coz am crested,neva bin arrestd,nor convicted,so beta tak note coz ama stil d best

Ya got one thing right,ya the ugliest on Earth, ya the one God burnt/i'll knock that weed outa ya lungs 'n make ya write surrender with ya teeth/ you'd speak better with a di*k between ya lips/ i'll drive over you ant with a bulldozer, aint even puttin' in 70% of my work, feel like ma lunch break aint over/ only way ya gettin' to tha top is with those platforms ya wearin', but ya can't get me coz ya crew wear high heelz 'n try ta be gangsta by swearing! Bring ya gal to Pro she'll tell ya who won, wasn't even a battle, i need a new ragdoll now

I can c u luv runing ya mouth,but ama offer u free funeral,coz u get high ova bottle of mineral,am surrounded by criminal,individual,wit heavy rollers,my rap styl kips me clozer,while urs sing game ova,play superman and end up super dead,wit my lyrical sledge,and @ d top and u d edge. PUNK LETS C UR JOINT.... pus*y