Here my spit comin straight as hot shit. Check it:

mc aines, what you fuckin' high on the chronic/
Ya brain has a low frequency while mine is supersonic/
I'm tired of you rappin' about "which newb is next?"/
Why you actin like the king when it's this site you can't annex/
You like the icecream man you come around with ya fruity wheels/
Sellin' cream to all the children while you eatin them for meals/
Yo this cats I know show wit his name mc aine/
While I'm like Brock Lesnar bitch here comes the pain/
Wait I see you got the wrong idea, I'm not goin' up ya ass/
I saw that smile on ya face, but I can bust you with some brass/
I'll dislocat ya jaw bitch belive my hype/
You won't be talkin' any beef when I cut off ya windpipe/
Can you stand the wraith of a lyrical maniac/
This kid wouldn't know he was wack if he had a solid steel bat/

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The Madman

Breakdancer in Brooklyn