aiight. lets do it.....

first things first, and thats slaughterin this chump, cause the only thing he'd leave on me after this battle is one lump/
cause you don't hit hard wit nuttin, especially wit rhymes, they all sound used, while mine explode like mines/
like straight in ya face, you get set in ya place, comin at you blowed, but still got sence to spray you wit mace/
i'm the definition of an ill MC, i jus try to keep undercover, jus like i do wit ya moms, try to keep it under the covers/
i know it hurts to see ya self lose jus cause of ya name, but c'mon bra, smiley? everyone says its lame/
cause u wont be smilin by the time i through wit ya, you'll be frownin like u lost, o, thats right, the win, i already pulled it bra/
so u might as well close ya mouth and neva speak again, matter of fact you should kill ya self and let the blood leak with-in/
ya whole body, all through your immune system, i'm like the wrath of AIDs, i kill like an un-human christian/
possesed by the devil, told to slice you in many ways, eat and devour you and shit you out piece by piece between many days/
cause i'm a killer, like a zombie on thriller, you can't kill me, and the reason i'm battlin u, is jus for a quick win, ur a filler/