[Lindel]

I spit flames that'll jet this fairy, you're about as scary as red canaries
If a bitch ever gave suffering (Su' Fur Ring) she broke up with him when they were getting married
I'm discerning you with game, to the point of no return this kid's lame
you haven't urned any wins, I'm killing you 'without any dirt' when I burn you with flames
I shot the nine stupid, I have concubine music
If you take the piss and stall for a kill, I'll shoot the pole - like a columbine student
I'm setting to conquer, against me/ you best be getting a doctor
After this battle, they'll be 'more red on my hands' than a professional boxer
I'm exceeding your life, with one knife, I'll appease with a strike
I'm a christian, God is my rock; but I'll kill this dinosaur with a meteorite
I'm a ruthless with the schism, I'll leave you toothless with the rhythm
This kid is so dumb, when I say a parable; it confuses him like a riddle
I'm exceeding this queer, on this site? you're never being revered
Face it - on 'wax your wack' like crazy people cleaning their ears
I have June fate, I'll leave you moved with a blue mace
Trust me/ the mini rocket will shoot for the sky - and leave you with a moon face/

Done!

Wrote on the plane.

Look. Obv beyond ur level. don't think u understand the strength I'm holding
Lemme explain so u'd understand: I've trained in 100x gravity wearing weighted clothing
Haven't done this in over a yr but do know what follows. U fold w. hollows
Unfortunately this gold will just go over your head... & da halo is sho ta follow
Get shanked by many shivs. Hit plenty ribs & let da shots end em
Turn u into a BeyBlade- Cutters sticking out ya side while da piece leave ya top spinning
it's just this simple: U & team try ta ride on me, putting tecs to windows..
& have ya bodies drop from da whip one at a time, nigga. The Jetsons intro
Pussy, U weren't born ta arm snap. Disfiguring members, torn, & all that
Snakes like you dissapear durning ya matchups. You'z Reptile from Mortal Kombat
Ur'a hot fail & I'm da shit. But you don't need ta hear my hot sale
I'll just bottle all this flame up & throw it at cha, dummy. Thas a Molotov cocktail

I'm a Saint, ready my poetry; God knows I'm learning too well
Angels in Heaven adore me; while if a Angel is 'Singing The Blues' it's because he's depressed you're not burning in hell
I'm shooting the tech; one shot and your words are history
I'm putting 'Blues Clues on a Pole' like Steve solving a murder mystery
I'm royalty; you're a peasant putting a blade to your wrist
I'll grab the blade, and have 'Blue Dying of Heir' like a Joker who'll prostrate to a prince
God loves me; I make splashes in waters with waves of commotion
I'm a Saint; 'Sin is Taking Blues Soul' like God Raging in Oceans
No-one thinks your dope; I got blades for this guys neck
If birds are thinking 'Blues Fly' than I'm Painting the Sky Red
I have sex with demi-gods; Aphrodite be getting my erection in nook deep
I had sex with Asherah; and I'll 'kill you with that pole' and you'll still never be getting that pussy..

my eyes hurt. no way am i quoting ur rhymes
not when i could read Veritas book 3X over before finishin ur opening line
writtens like that are proof you've got the wrong flex
dunno what's more dated, explanations at the bottom of verses..or ya concepts
so fresh i speak to myself in the 3rd person when i’m blazin a session
“you dropped dope Blue.. n’ Sin u ate so fast it’s like u made a suggestion”
u write 10,000 words a bar but we ignore your presence
ur wack. if i say ‘dope Metasin’ i’m payin homage to a former legend
dawgy you ain’t up to snuff w/ whores..
cousin fact - the only person that you ever fuck is yours
embarrass this faggit then i’ll put the pump to his tooth
moccasin then spend $300 at the cleaners gettin blood from my shoes
an egomaniac sweeping the votes. that’s right, i’m truly vicious
once the ‘Overalls are Red’ i'll be left w/ a Bigger Head then Stewie Griffin
so when it comes to dope writers that top the chain
you can't say you are, Sin. nothing you ever drop is flames