yo check it......

Dis lil boy Brabbit stole his name from jimmy Smith//
Sad part be, jimmy smith nuttin but a hollywood myth//
kinda like ya spits//
pakin heat, but lyricly unequipped//
only way ya flo be from da 8mile script//
Talkin like ya a Vampire, well come....creep my crypt//
Stabbin mythotical weaponry to ya left ventricle//
If ya didn't know , heart nigga, dun mean ta get to technical//
I understand ya brain only function at 50 (per)"Cent"//
Thats why ya label him on every line of... con-tent//
He dun even kno ya exists in a parralel dimension//
Wouldnt care ta find ya if ya handed phone extensions//
So now ya done, ur shit, lyricly unfit//
to fat, to round, on any level that i spit//
To bad ya to far an to ahead ta quit//
Couldnt catch a ryhme if i tossed ya pitcha mit//


16 lines to many....Peace....