I spit sick like a ethopian with the bubonic plague,
and i'll put any competitive mc to be slaved,
so you think you can contest then i'll take ya,
and if we cross lines mine will break yas,
grab your lines and flatten them wit a steam roller,
my ryhmes are so cold they'll overfreeze both polars,
i'll freeze ya throat and vocal choards to solid ice,
and and then i'll burn ya body if i gotta come back twice,
lets see you try to keep up with a lyrical killer,
comming as DEAD ON ARRIVAL but still top of the pillar