mc smerf ima stomp you like I was gargamel, Rip out ya mushroom home go to the corner and make a sale//
man you look blue are you a little choked up you like belemic bitches you try and spit but all you do is throw up//
hold up slow down you gettin to big for your britches I'd come to yo hood rob ya shoot ya and fuck ya bitches//
you got no bitches thats cool tho iam down for ya riches, and I do lynches thats why ya Fam is hangin on tha corner by wire extentions//
your intentions on defeatin me has been spoiled like rotten meat, you got beef? well I can end it wit this heat//
MC smerf your worth no more of my time Go ahead put your two cents in but it still aint worth a dime//
your rhymes are empty shootin blanks like papa smurf tryin to get a nutt off //
you couldnt fuck with me even if you was lil kim straight out tha jump off//
I see you bust off and just posted that busted ass written but even wit that defeatin pest is some place you not gettin//
you couldnt catch pest even if you was a kid that forgot to take his ritillin//
ya rhymes are just garbage smurf pick'em up fool ya litterin//

fuck it I see you had ya prewritten shit ready