aight aight..
*grabs mic and slaps H4iku*

yo, check it...

Quick, H4iku thinking he's sick, My rhymes to slippery like an Oil Slick, you cant succed, I believe, I wont leave, till I see this mothafuckas brain bleed //1

Move fast and swift, when he ride's the dick, his cock so small cant be measured by a centimeter stick, his boyfriend nick, lights his ass up like a candle wick //2

Dont get mad, like the bitch said get Glad, it's what I use, when I abuse, fake MC's like you, and all other useless crews, I come sick like Bad-News to the Bear, this kid cant tell the difference between his dick and pubic hair //3

They stare and gawk, when they see him walk, I pull out the glock, it's half past ten o'clock, You think you're a mountain, but your nothing but a 'metaphoric rock' //4

Keep trying, I'm still denying, my rhymes more dangerous, then stunt-flying, got you crying, you're overdosed on my rhyming, your head swells from the verses i'm supplying, you head explodes now your dieing//5

"Dogg", its time to step to a real "vet" for my "lethal injection",
My slang has been projected, now the venom turns to an infection//6

Only 7 lines to kill ya, Forever and ever I could rip you apart, but I can't let loose my skill, my talent is state of the art//7

*slaps H4iku again and walks away (stealing da mic).hah lol)*

peace,
uppin fo votes