“The crowd booes and hisses horribly at the stretched lines until COM grabs the mic from XL4REAL”

The Asylum I Keep My Mind-In Confined Me Straight To Jack-It
I Burn Your Verse Worse Than A Vodka Mixed With Acid
I’ve Flipped My Lid But Placid; I’m Straight, My Rep-Is-Crooked
You Think Your Style Is Raw So Watch COM Take REAL-And-Cook-It
Come Hard Coz I Don’t Hold-Back And You Don’t Know-Where-Ya-Hoes At
Suppressed? Depressed? I Suggest You Take Your Fucking Prozac
No Throwbacks From This Verse, Repercussions Will Be Cursed
XL4Real Is Only ‘Tight’ When He Puts Away His ‘Purse’
No Rehearsal Needed… Kill This ‘Pig’ First Time And Bleed-It
I Already Beat You Twice But You Just Won’t Believe-It (I beat him as another name a while back and I just fucked him up now)