some lines continue to the next, so it may be hard to get the flow and rhythm of it just by reading it.
the name is skewered, ill capture your brain cells and make em fewer
the underground king, a lion unleashed in the sewer
my stuff is newer, ill seek out your girl and woo her
and then sue her for associating herself with you sir
they need a new word to describe the destruction ive wrought
most emcees that ive fought emerge with bulging blood clots
on their brains, i switch lanes like im insane
delivering lyrical cocaine to the great danes of the industry
listen, lyrical murder aint a sin to me
and us on the same stage just doesnt seem fit to me
i diagnose emcees with lyrical herpes
my words freeze their brains like lyrical slurpees
that chick fergie said that big girls dont cry
but then i expose you as a big girl and watch the tears fly out of your eyes
cuz you realize your lines cannot touch mine
lil wayne says hes the best rapper alive
but ive never heard him say a word bigger than five
letters long, ill extract your vibe with tongs
and minimize the musical appeal of your songs
its like ping-pong, your the ball and im the paddle
im a mammoth in the midst of a swarm of cattle
you wanna rap battle ill knock you off of your saddle
and put you in your place, with your base defaced
you better side with skewered, or get your case erased
and you face replaced by layers of rust
that were applied when i left you fools in the dust
yeah you cussed and spewed to wackas* beats
in front of jackas* freaks who say they run the streets
but that dont make you elite, that dont make you nothin
you look like the illegitimate son of mclovin
put your sh*t in the oven, cuz its not hot enough
ill just watch as your bling bling turns into cuffs
never been into that stuff, the criminal state of mind
your blind if you believe that my style can be mimed
ive aligned my lyrical scope with the top of your head
choose your next words wisely, or boom, your dead
give me some ched, give me some mic cred, give me some brain
give me some lead, give me some emotion, give me some rain
diss me for fun, diss me cuz its all in vain
i am the rust slowly enveloping your gold chain
i am the airplane that got all the way to space
racing shooting stars, and always taking first place
my stuffs more attractive than jessica albas face
please take a step back then down, in your rightful place


