wats wit all the 8 mile shit,

I use blades that graze brains like lasers that rip at high octane/
With an x-ray display that shows an outdated chip in your mainframe/
To slow to oppose with fatal blows that break bones/
could be future bound with a sound unknown but world renown/
Underground legend swore to defend with penmen-ship-spit-scripts/
That has satellites intercept with Nasa spaceships that are equipped/
To decode my transcripts onto floppy disks to unzip/
To find that Muhammad the prophet was the first evangelist/
Hittin ya organs till your barfin kidney stones, piercin fist threw bone/
you'll get ripped on chrome, goin threw relapses due to massive head wounds/
this nigga was scared to enter this thread like guys wit small penises in co ed restrooms/
ya text's doomed, canibals wouldnt eat you if you teased em wit ya flesh wounds/
Ya low status proves your stale, punch ya f*ckin throat till ya bruses swell, kick ya ribs makin ya chest indent/
you 'bein on top' is somethin no one wants to see like Rosie O'donnell screwin lesbians /
i'll stab you wit a pair of antlers, leave you 'deerly departed'/
like a retarted junk yard dog, you spittin garbage,/
shovin ya car keys up ya anus, i dare you to 'start shit '/

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