It's pivotal to the shit you pull out of habitual ridicule..
I strike with umbilical syllables attached until I'm splittin through,
and it's sliced with a knife twice the size of your life,
Machetes create confetti out of your children and wife.
I aint nice, I'm extremely selective..
If you don't have intricate rhymes then you don't get respected,
and I neglected to infect it with my incomprehensible poetics,
you thought stepping to me would be easy? Shit, You'd best forget it.
It's synthetic, Not exactly organic,
I'll be rockin' the microphone and making emcees panic
I planned it.. All the way from the start.
Been slaying talentless cats since the first beat of my heart.
 

Just biding my time at the ol' Smith Mill.

It's where they decapitated all of the soldiers.
dismembered their bodies, and buried their belongings
in empty cans of Folgers.

Letters from the government were sent to wives and mothers.
War casualty and "Missing in Action", verified with a number.