You ready to be blasted, waisted from lyriks being spit like blurs, when the only time your releasing "Violent Words" is when your in the bath-room dropping turds//
You must be ready for the worst, most dangerous text that spells out a curse//
To come and nurse you to aid, then reverse, to kill you on the first verse//
This is a no match-up, even if you studdied and rehearsed ya' lines to a perfection, damage is critical against a man who strikes with full affection//
After ya' violent words are made soft, you'll realize that choosin' BombZ was a very bad selection//
Cops prove no protection if you wanted me under strong hands, couldn't stop me from killin' you if you somehow got me 'banned'//
No man can with-stand my goal to seek and destroy, your attempt to dismantle me is negative, cuz BombZ is made of alloy//
Freestyle forums isn't made for boys who still play with toyz// Instead of rocking jewlery, this faggot would flip pass "B.E.T" and rather watch "Toy Story"//
No Glory for you, cuz you deserve no recognition, for it is my mission to cancel this bitches lifes interwishin'//
Hit you with terror and collisions, it seems like your seeing visions//
Even if this "WAS" Alladin, you couldn't win this with 3 wishes//