.:8 Mile Offspring:.

[da_notorious_mack]

Picture them baggy jeans,doo rag but no braids...
scrappy dreams turn to nightmares when shown rage..
from emcees of the old age that drop wit speech lavished..
you,first battle emcee you heard was B.Rabbit..
an dude,you aint rattlin me,you wrote it down..
now can we please have it?..then this chokin sound..
an this in turn provokes the crowd,projectiles thrown..
til i upset the tone,excite the peeps that expect a drone..
of garbage from a white rap artist,so start reppin holmes..

[|JEM|ILL|]

ILL!!!

4.67/5

Rhyme scheme and flow was dope as fuck, and the concept worked nicely...ILL SHIT homie!1

[bez]

I gotta protect Lilly from these hard days we facin..
But continue wit ma dreams so I'll continue chasin..
Battlin thru the mist, Fuck no I ain't patiently waitin..
I'll take anybody who's pissed, cos I'm makin ya hatin..
Takin, ma boys wit me so we strugglin through..
Makin 3 1 3 and a third heard so we cummin to you..
Gotta do what we gotta do, foes we lettin em have it..
I got a fist for each bitch thats puttin down B Rabbit..
Got flows that will knock ya feet right outter ya boots..
Burnin the street witt our heat, so we scorchin our roots..
Only when I've won this battle will I be able to smile..
Lord knows the route is longer than any 8 mile..

[Disceptive AssAssin]

got weapons to eat threw ya flesh...
merciless sequels of death...
b-rabbit mixed wit a voodoo hex...
snapin necks, opponets of rage...
its like im on psylocibin time to trip to the next phase...
its been days, transfer like uv rays...
newbies get slayed..yall bitch made....
ready to die, and bitch im ready for war...
im like the headless horsemen rugid wit swords...
knockin threw doors, like im part of a S.W.A.T...
pop pop... shots drop threw ya knot hot...
this wont stop, its like a bad trip...
check my stats and this mutha fuckin sic ass grip...
beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

[bez]

uppin dis, drop an 8 mile verse ya'll