Man, C...are ya that scared of me?
Just for this battle, ya removed ya sig, G.
Gotcha phobia riddled like horror mysterys with no last page...
Scared like ya shot Bigg and Pac and rap fans are enraged.
Where them words in flames proppin ya name?
Only Drama I C is this battle I claim!
I'm spittin cruel to brutally hit this dumb animal...
Punch like Conan, knock C out like the camel.
Leave ya eyes glazed, like ya got donuts for glasses...
Cuz ya might flow but it's slow, call you molasses.
Then blast like Desperado with a guitarcase full of rhymes...
Cuz my style's quickdraw, shoot ya like tequila and lime.
Ya see, C...tryin ta discover ya talent's like drillin for oil...
Cuz ya comin up dry like an escaped royal. (didn't get flushed)
So leave this thread sadly like knitting gloomy greenery...
With an "L in sight" like smart Mexican scenery.

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