In this tourney, I aint know i had to battle a misfit-
My lyrics quick to snatch you up and leave you with wrists slit-
Can tell by your antics, you tryin' to be an anonymous-
ahtomik is that nigga to leave you in a sarcophagus-
Demolishes, your whack rap's why you even spitten ya verse-
You dispered, fore you can put it together, yea it hurts-
But ya done, face the fact's im like a hand grenade-
Blast away, your frail rhymes exposin' ya chest cavity-
Cant handle me, like gravity im crushen ya bars-
Comin hard? Please kid..you still fumblein bars-
This battle was over before the brackets were fucken set-
Cause im known for leadin demonic worshipers to they death-
