Im a lyrical ninja im not talkin wcw 1 2 3 now i pinned ya
im talkin guillotine swordz slash your umbilical cordz
puttin you in a tomb before you exit the womb
like a shaolin monk the out come of this battle is simple
takin two emei piercers to both sides of your temple
leave you layin on the floor bleedin out you mouth
like i bleed out verses
im snatchin up your soul like theives snatch up purses
ill absorb all your rap battle skill
your lines only bruise mine designed to kill
But still im the Poetic_Thug my rhymes hit like a slug
from the 12 Guage shottie police callin your family to come identify your body.
they found you slit and slashed bleedin out in an alley
lookin like you was beatin and mugged by 2 crack fiends on the streets of cali
the dynamics of my rap tactics are so superfluous
im done now your in the casket bout to be sent into the deep abyss.