I add to the mix like twix bars with blood and gorey visual scences/
I spit flows to crush domes by ripping up microphones and bash bones/
Decimating all wack emcees vocal tones so when they spit ya only here moans/
Like dial tones on cellular phones getting beatings like middle ages wit stones/
You having beef? That shits pretty funny cause all you are is skin and bones/
When we bust tracks and make skulls crack to make emcees know they wack/
As I snap back trying to hit me wit punchlines but I got the skills you lack/
So stand back as I rip this track with no mercy spittin this demonic verse/
Better call the nurse cause Eminents illest infections are getting even worse/
Get away before I burst cause my blood thirst is strong and you might be first/
Its like Im demonically cursed or when I was a baby I was dropped headfirst/
Who knows, who cares as long as Im able to kick ill tracks wit the illest crew/
Overstretch ya sinew cause I hate you wit a passion while I verbally lashing/
Slashing wack crews wit rusty swords wit metaphors to be brain bashing/
Im a sick individual, that keeps the ears of emcees listening to this bleeding/
Whether or not you know its chaos that keeps this crew together…/
