No need to use tactics to match wits with a half shit already past bitch…
And rip your palms like Sunday's before easter to Catholics…
In less than one hour slice the tounge of this coward…
Who's more at the bottom of the barrel than gunpowder…
Tossed bitch, clawed god with bomb hits…
Your good?(7-8) Thats more far fetched that throwing dog bones off cliffs…
Blastin with light…, The only way you'd keep on ticking after a beating is sticking a bomb in you after the fight…
Spit until I hit with the force to break and contort ya ribs…
Take back your lies, in this battle I cause kids to defib…
Forced speed make pores bleed…
Your style is missing alot like chicks who can't make up minds and keep divorcing…
Soak you in gas while I pass a match past your body, blown up at last…
Kids think im having a party the way im throwing a bash…
Hurtin this kid who went from first to last in a flash, one thing im certain…
I'm strong enough to stop light, so you better be calling it curtains…

Drop your verse manye......

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Wicked One vs C-Bo