Song: Brink Of Destruction
Artist: Original Sinz 
Beat: Brink Of Destruction
Producer: Unstoppable Entertainment
Lyrics: Original Sinz
Made: 05-25-03 (3 PM)
*Music Starts*

[Verse 1: AJ]

I've had enough of your two face tactics
Imma rap this, shut your ass quick, I attack sick
beats got me pumped, Sinz get you jumped
our clues leave you stumped, now guess who leave you broken
tokin nothing but dirt
lyrical lances lodging in your heart to leave you hurt
my solid words binding together to form illusions
never before witnessed this gruesome conclusion
to htis confusions, 
wrong turns turned burns friends to foes
fusing bends to holes, and conflict to woes 
but you still claim to know more then the pros 
claiming that everyone knows whos real and whos fake
the deal that we made, 
we tried to resolve this but y'all still portrayed
your ignorance and proved that you fagats are fake
let me lead ya, this country doesnt need ya
you runnin from the po-po's cause of your expired visa!
bahun jokes played out, but your simple minds cant lay out
anything creative to hurt us, come burn us
our scandalous words are murderous and absurd
this deaseaseful beef, release full heat
In the streets, we'll meet
decrease the peace that we tried to increase
but you didnt agree so now its time to defeat (echo)


[Verse 2: Spawn]

I'm climbing this mountain, we bring death
opposite of youth's fountain
nothing left, you be counting the number of days
you got left to stay on this earth, reverse rebirth
we curse you like witches, witchcraft that we craft
whenever the Sinz collab. 
on the brink of destruction
we pullin you in thru lyrical seduction, 
we need no introduction
your rhymes wouldnt exist even thru reproduction
alien abductions, inductions of the functions we use for beef reductions
you cant read instructions, follow the 3 Glock Productions
we operate in stealth, bombing words, 
hazardous to your health
harming your harmony, causing tracherous trama, troublesome drama
now we killin you after this comma,
leave you in a coma, unconscious consciousness, con you like convicts
cause conflict, too complex for your reflex
we release stress, thru these lyrics
my spirits got you haunted, we squeeze sour citris
try to hit and predict this, sinz are ur weakness


[Verse 3: Deep]

Think of death when these lines arrive from my breath
we left you guys surprised so quick, stunned
draw your guns, cause we doin this for fun
you took this serious, gettin delirious cause we so furious
notorious, too much fame, too glorious
got your girl by your side, got her pearls in my ride
say it again, you'll hear...that your girl just died
you lied, time to fly into heaven or hell we 7, 
retaliated, souls we sell
we excelled, you fell, felt the pain in this game
hostile territory aint the same, without these flames
dereanged frames and brains, get slained in vain

[Verse 4: Xcon]

Kash, what you claim to be beef is trash
You better dash quick, we coming like a po-po with a night stick
We burn you like a candle, you cant handle our scandals
Dismantle your mind psychologically and physically
Our rhymes hit you like weapons that are biologically
Hazardous, all you did was stress and cuss 
Now we burying you under the dust, ashes to ashes 
We slash them and lash them leaving them with gashes 
Smash this Calgary beef to pieces, As the death toll increases
We release this lyrical thesis through telekinesis
You soon to be deceased in the sea of emcees that battle me
Through the art of war, you try to be famous 
Your rhymes are so predictable I’m rap's Nostradamus
Nawang, your mind is blank that you can’t understand our slangs
You bite more then vampire fangs, with your fake gang
Using fingers as bang, bangs 
Time to leave now... 
Oh look the phone just rang
Bhupen I swoop in you groupin with your cousin
and I'll bring a dozen disses, cant miss this
utterly dismissive, michevious michiefs, 
make this the Matrix of Makeshift patriot
your souls drift when we lift these lyrical rhymes
in time for your decline, climbing on crime
your spirits are mine, we'll make you dangle and chime
leave you in tangles like tornadoes, turn the tables and page
cause this rage is just beggining...

*music ends*