Umm, I Destroy the typical Rapz, wid synical tracks bout litteral facts i don't hide behinfd the truth, like you dudez and Pitifull Catz take your Rituals Back, we ain't Feeling yah dumb-Ness! mah punches leaving more holes in yah face than HAlloween pumpkins when dah clip Full, your shit stole ... and i'm a splatter yah melon, cuz i'm Packing Eleven Red beamz tah send your team of Crackerz to heaven fuge packer, your Dead when ... we start wid a battle; i'm sharp wid dah Rattle! bob and weave and leave your Head in the streets ... and your Heart in the Gravel! impecable Style, i whipe mah face wid Bills, like old President-iual Towels! I'm dangereous cuz when i swing, I intend to hit you ... like Intentional fouls i hang wid dah real catz wid Rugez and chambers, your Dudes Indanger! mah Ruthless Anger has me around 'more blades' than the New York Rangers