Welcome to the gates of Hell, it's Asmodeus
The third circle we seeing this rap phoniness
Top 3 you couldn't be wit this corniness

A, B, C ya way out - Pythagorean
Telamoniang Ajax that snipe a track
Kick ya diaphragm, and then i'm breaking ya writing hand

Transforming to Super Cell of the music
Shooting seven bluish mischievous little mutant
Cell Juniors alla these rappers claimin' they doin it

When they all really just super saiyan some stupid %#@!
I'm at the cliff of a mountain, snicker scowlin
At ignorant little Icarus howlin, $#&@ a medallion

(*##$, I'm the hottest ^!$$% on wax
Wide-awake and this rap game diseased dawg
Ya' ll ^!$$%s put me to sleep I'm gettin my Z's on

You ain't Jay, Pac, Nas or Biggie Smalls
I'll pull a club out turn this %#@! into mini golf
Then reanimate Biggie and Pac

On the spot wit a magic phrase and see wat they have to say
"you $#&@ed up right", I Bill Duke it
You foolish, and if you ready for shootin I'm duke nukem

Wit 2 oosies, expandable bullets, black hooded
Dagger and its jagged and crooked watch where I put it
Ugh, then i take you, into my laboratory

And chain you, then lay you on top of a metal table
And eviscerate you wicha guts all on the floor
This is what you asked for aint you wanted a war?

Took ya stomach and I cut it with swords
Disemboweled you... now this ^!$$% really can't stomach a war
Yo, when I rap it's a thunderous roar

Wavin the 44 yount want it no more...
All these rap ^!$$%s is weak, I'ma leave you in a creek
Wit a weight tied to ya ankle to sink

I emcee (am sea), flowin like a ravine
Polarizin the scene, i hope you cypher wit me
Or anybody in-my-clique, when-I-spit

I peel the skin offa you ^!$$%s inch-by-inch
Yo I ain't really $#&@ing wit dude
Want competition, then spit it wit ^!$$%s wit nothing to lose

Think you top three? You a bumbling fool
Flunkign in school, cosign em I punish you too
And I ain't got a hunger for food, only battling more

That's why I'm on a high stamina horse
Gathering force, coming at you wit a javelin forked
At ya Adam's apple and groin, the disaster is on

If you ain't battling raw don't battle at all
We can battle wit songs or battle wit saws,