one 8t seven you bout' to lose cause my rhymes are ferocious/
I've seen some of ya lyrics, an' ya style is atrocious/
one 8t seven, man you name is even wack/
My punches will leave you with bruises, bitch heres an icepack/
My spits are a lethal injection, leave ya with an various infections/
I've seen you in prison and ya pants are wet from erections/
You ain't no hardcore killa you just some shook thug/
After I send you to the hospital, I'll personally pull the plug/
To end ya life, I know it ain't the decent thing to perform/
It's ya turn to spit, I see the crotch of ya pants is soaked and warm/

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The Madman

Breakdancer in Brooklyn