The Project go die a bitch in need of savin like Joan of Arch/
Get his emo ass body parts scattered around NY linkin parks!/
My word play demolish you dumb niggas in the worst way/
but even wit out it I son you like its ya birth day!/
I lyrically slaughter da mediocre and call it poetic justice/
you outdated like goin to iraq and tryna fight witta musket/
Dude think he ah star give him his debut on a milk carton/
even if you throw 300 punchlines you'll go the way of the spartans/
you winnin against me is like pie times infinity unconceviable!/
I'll have yo mind lost in wonderland yeah unbelievable/
Alice-type nigga can get k.o.s by my militia/
Revolutionary hitchu wit some otherworldly shit ballista/
Only time you see shine is when you start up ya windows Vista/
Only time you feel dah heat is in Live 08'/
nigga speak ya mind and get buried alive in 08'!/
I'll beat yo ass so bad I'll make ya soul break!/
I can guage ya soul's caliber and its bitch like ya soul's mate/
