aww..fuck it..this is the last time..
Bombz Manly?....naw...I can picture him gettin' his Ass Beat By His Husband/
His talent Still Hasn't Been Found..like them Weapons of Mass Dustruction/
Your nothin'.....Baby Boy.....I'll end up Fuckin' yo Moms like Ving Rhames/
And since you called me a
Dixie Cup..I'll let her taste What remains
/
You see the truth is..you're useless....*poof* kid..you're blowin' my buzz/
This nigga Bombz is all talk no action......no wonder he's a fuckin' Dud!!!/
Bombz beat Dixie?....ha!!!..I laugh at that...that'll be the day/
You think you're Pycho?..well watch me Fill Em' Up and take this Basket Case Away/
You soft like Bean Bags...he's easly able to to be roasted...he's from Boston/
Grab the Cannon and Nick this fool to prove him my Love's not Costin'/
My rap's complex..he couldn't drop Bombz if he was rollin' with Funk Flex/
Yo raps are so simple...I would have thought it was crayon text/
aw shit..I fell off at the end..I'm jus tryin to get the verse done..oh well..if I win..I win..if I lose..I lose..peace..
btw..funk flex is funk master the flex..the Dj..and he's always alkin' about he be droppin/ bombs on records or whatever..
I'll try to get a Mod to delete my mistakes..peace..and hurry up and post Bombz..dont got all day..