Yo Street Thug, why don't you got any dick, boy? Here's a little rhyme for you compliment's from the Flow Stoppa:

Dickless bitch in this land of hard rocks and glocks
I range supreme like your girlfriends pussy aches for a hard cock
You can betcha ass I get in
No you can't win it, betta let me finish
I'll lyrically stop ya heart
Up in your gang you play the smallest part
My rhymes are small, but deadly to
When you get up in my face I'll smack your bitch ass to
Battles end up puttin' you in a bad place
Like after I car crashes in a police chase
Don't gloat cause you'll choke when I confront ya
One on one. me and you, don't try to front fucka'
Put the gun to your head, Mack 11 is what I tote
Pull the trigga to your head, it's Murder She Wrote

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The Madman

Breakdancer in Brooklyn