[OhFuhQ]

I cut through amateurs, the gravel-you'll be-battlein
ya rhymes stale, got no heart like mannequins,
ill slit ya fuckin throat n ya own words you'll be standin-in
have you stiff, doped up, arms out like i covered you in bandages (mummified bitch ;D )
you cant handle it, cause lets face is Center equals average (somewhere in the middle, nothin special, average)
ill sever thru ya battlements n ya bars?, that shit was the worst
you talkin murder? only time you bustin-caps is when you "EDIT-YA-VERSE" (FOR REAL!)
you think you hot until the merkin-gets-merked
yea you get all cocky, he taking hard shit-in-reverse (homo?)
i gotta knock kids off they stride, n when they slip-up it hurts
i know what its like, i battled myself n each way i got burnt (true story)
this is serious my fingers just glidin the keys
got some weed, red-eyed n just threw on a beat.

time to roll another.