One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

My Spits It's above you call them da Highness
Why LIve, we all gonna Die In, this Messed up LIfe we Collide Side by side

rollin shotgun in the passenger side waitin for the reaper to make up his mind

Divide ya Specie's, Collide with Ease

Swarm of Killa beez
Their territory they seize
From their Stingers
Lingers the venom they injected
Appear that my thoughts is random but its all connected

Come Respect it, this elequant Tension, Test'n Ten Kid's with Teflon'

The real don's is poppin them melons, warrants in eight states, career felons

im lucky like luciano gridin on the real shit not fake like a soprano

Im ferocious Devastating Lives With Corrosives/
Turn My ass To Jihad and Blow You with Explosives

chunkz choppin jugulars, decapating craniums
bodies floppin regular, mining ya style like uranium

Emotion's Stick like a Stick of Dynamite, light the Wick and Wish ya don't go With the Binding Light

Cause when it ignites, you best to run outta sight, or get smashed like a mac truck witha deer in the headlights

And my words aren't cured with bags of ice, motherfuckers get shot and stabbed and sliced with my precise, syllable riddles

Like flesh, sight and what remains in the middle or how did a violin get changed into a fiddle?

Rhymes like a Pistol, poke out ya eye with a Pin Stroke

my rhymes embody a magnum thats one step ahead of ya
my crimes intimidate manson that body bag then bury ya