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Yo 618, I got ya scared an' callin 9-1-1/
But by the time ya dial the number, ya life will be done/
The cops wil find ya, bloody will piss coverin' ya pants/
Somebody help this merked bitch, cal them an ambulance/
I don't know ya gender but if ya avatar is female/
And if you a guy, you must be gettin' rammed by another guy's rail/
I'll leave you lookin' both ways, more confused than Elmer Fudd/
Leave you mutterin "Rascally rabbit" while you drownin' in a pool of ya blood/
618 what was the logic behind ya name, did you go insane?/
My lyrics will leave defection's up in ya membrane/
Leave you in mental institution, straight up insane/
Before I pull out a nine and blow out ya brain/
If you wanna bring beef, i'll serve ya steak/
Fore' I lay you down in a coffin, ya challenge was I big mistake/

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The Madman

Breakdancer in Brooklyn