Give me that mic

I’ll set it on fire

Do you see the sparks flying

Let fight fire with fire

I’ll make it inferno

My words poison like a good permo

If you wanna do something

You can do something

But my damage here is done

The bullet has been shot

The poison has started its course

It’s almost at the finish line

This is like a game except this a word play

Pick up the controller connected to the soldier

Press A to squeeze the trigger

One less nigga to breath

Press pause when your mom enter the room

She don’t approve of violent games

She leaves resume activity

I operate this game all day

Using words as my weapons

I aim, lock and shoot

Done

My words are poison

Sticks and stones are hard on bones

But my word might leave you brain dead