As The Hands Of God grabs the mic to shut this bitch up...
ThOg:uhh...yo..uhh...he we go

Bx bomb couldnt flow ill if he sneeze on my rhymes//
but its a cryme when im tkoin this kat wid 10-20 lines//
Bx Bomba could drop bombs if he was usa and i was iraq//
im homin this kat wid missles from fla to werever how u like that attack//
cut from the flo-up,rip him in 2 then sew him back-up//
Bx flat-sucks,couldnt bring two kinds of lyrics at me if he was a mut//
tko is the only thing i flow wid,fuck close ill retire this bitch//
from the beatin heas getin,if i spit in his mouth he still couldnt taste wha im spitin//
bx got no personials its pre-written,Bomba could spark flames if he was allready ligtin//
hes had 4 battles under his belt,and wanna battle a newbie to the site//
3-0 his ass jus so he could tell eveyone hes felt, what im bringin to RB like shanw paul im bringin the Light//
i dunno why im even battlin this nigga i could whipe him out wid one verse//
kill him and takin him to my lab in a black herse,and create a new bomba called Lerch//
fuck this nigga wid his wack ass rymes n wha not//
couldnt beat me he betta make a betta plot//
cuz wid wha im comin aint nothin like this//
im fuckin wid this kat pishhh,bitch i jus keysyled ur ass now its ur turn ta spit//