time to reload the gun again, aim for the head
but i see its gone from the last attempt
handed Cheney back his gun while i walk off with your
skullhitched a ride with johnny blaze and took your a** back
homemy skill with the pen is more serious than Nazi in a Jew's presence
with concentration camps trapping your rhymes like "quotes" in a sentence.
witness your suicide note hanging from the ceiling of the gas chambers
while your body lying on the floor like Chris getting tackled by Sean Taylor
i'm going hard, bitches nipples erect and poke around my paper
your getting an areola slipping off and breast milk into vapor
attracting the masses of Gynecomastia into your favor
while i sit back and laugh while you enjoy God's answer to your prayer
eh i don't care for this anymore
you won Illmortal
oh by the way please don't change ur avi
makes my diss have a fighting chance