I remember Dane beatin' you...

The real C.F.C.

The wackest muhfucka on this site, thinkin' you causin' fright, no heat from ya verse it's like I'm defrostin' ice...
CFC's a stupid kid, and the proof is, if ya check most of the battles he's voted against the dopest, and said he doesn't care bout vocabulary to cover the fact that he don't know shit...
I flow arhythmetic, matter of fact I'm doin' it as I textually speak, 10 bitches and 5 are twins in which you fuckin' 7 days a week equals a pornographical freak, now add that in with you spammin' these threads constantly which comes out to equal a lifeless geek...

His Style

He uses a punchline rhyme scheme but lacks punches, like diabetic lunches, buggin' me to respond to your verse just so I can crunch this...
You hooked on dumb shit, talkin' bout you only like punches but really don't know what the fuck a punch is, ya punk bitch...

Why he'll lose

I'm full of monstrosity you really didn't want me, I'll tie yo faggot ass to a palm tree on warm day drippin' in honey, buttnaked, on a beach just to see how quick it summons bees...
cause I'm the type to rip dreams, you the type to fuck around and fall off a mountain somewhere in arid Arizona land skiing....(stupid as hell)
That gangsta rap/hard OG persona won't work for you, talkin' bout "I'll murk you, some other night. I gotta get off it's past my curfew."...
Kid I'll hurt you, and ya gay pride at the same time as I slander your lame name, cause you're just another faggot who didn't make it across the track b4 the train came....(He's never left Queerville...his name state's it)


I'm not ending it there cause that wasn't hard enough was it?.........Hmmmm..I'll throw some more at cha.

Got C.F.C. frightened like seeing dead people, nothing but a new-sense/ impudent, this kid couldn't find his way to a winning style even Eminem drew him a blueprint...
C.F.C.'s verses are like a Tom Green movie, it only has stupidity/ how is it that you can't flow, but can flood threads like areas with mass humidity...
I'm straight Raw like Eddie Murphy while C.F.C. is lookin' for laughs like Stallone's dialect in Rocky/ I let steam off on this kid, I'm more foul than he is, put in the game but couldn't even get a whistle from a kettle of hot tea...

There....now stop whinin'

I started to just let yo shit sit like skillz did but then you might've tried to declare yaself the winner...I stopped so you wouldn't cry about the bar limit...should've kept goin'.