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(First Battle)<br />(Lickety Split)<br />Check this out<br />Check this out<br /><br />Yo, this guys a choke-artist<br />Ya catch a bad one<br />Ya better off shootin ya-self wit Popa Doc's handgun<br />Climbin up this mountain, ya weak<br />I leave ya lost witout a paddle, floatin shit's creek<br />You ain't Detroit, I'm the D<br />You tha new kid on the block, bout to get smacked back to the boone-docks<br />Fuckin Nazi, this crowd ain't ya type<br />Take some real advice<br />And form a group with Vanilla Ice<br />And what I tell ya<br />Ya better use it<br />This guy's a hillbilly this ain't Willie Nelson music<br />Trailer trash<br />I choke ya till ya last breath<br />And have ya lookin foolish like Cheddar Bob when he shot his-self<br />Silly Rabbit, I know why they call you that<br />Cuz you follow Future, like he got carrots up his asscrack<br />And when you act it up, that's when you got jacked up<br />And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up<br />I crack ya shoulderblade<br />You'll get dropped so hard that Elvis will start turnin in his grave<br />I don't know why they left you out in the dark<br />Ya need to take your white ass back across 8 Mile to the trailer park<br />(Crowd Cheers)<br /><br />(Rabbit/Eminem)<br />This guy raps like his parents jerked him<br />He sounds like Eric Sermon<br />The generic version<br />This whole crowd looks suspicious<br />It's all dudes in here<br />Except for these bitches<br />So I'm a German ay?<br />That's ok, you look like a fuckin worm with braids<br />These leaders of the Free World rookies<br />Lookie, how can 6 dicks be pussies<br />Talkin bout shit's creek, bitch you can be a piss creek<br />Wit paddles this deep<br />Ya still gonna sink<br />Your a disgrace<br />Ya they call me Rabbit<br />This is a turtle race<br />He can't get wit me spittin this shit<br />Wickedy Lickety shot<br />Spicious spickety split Lickety<br />So I'ma turn around wit a great smile<br />And walk my white ass back across 8 Mile<br />(Crowd cheers)<br /><br />(2nd Battle)<br />(Lotto)<br />We rollin muthafuckaz<br />What's goin on baby?<br />Yo it's time to get rid of this coward right here once and for all<br />Sick of this muthafucka<br />(Rip it Lotto, rip it baby rip it, yeah) Check this shit out<br /><br />Huhhh huhhh<br />I'll spit a racial slur honkey sue me<br />This shit is a horror flick<br />But a black guy doesn't die in this movie<br />Fuckin wit Lotto dog you gotta be kiddin<br />That makes me believe, you really don't have an interest in livin<br />You think these niggas gone feel the shit you say?<br />I got a better chance joinin the KKK<br />On some real shit though, I like you<br />That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit suicide to<br />Fuck Lotto? Call me ya leader<br />I feel bad that I gotta murder that dude from Leave It To Beaver<br />I used to like that show<br />Noe you got me in fightback mode<br />But oh well if ya gotta go then ya gotta go<br />I hate to do this<br />I would love for this shit to last<br />So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my ass<br />And alls well that ends ok<br />So I'll end this shit<br />Wit a fuck you, but, have a nice day<br />(Crowd cheers)<br /><br />(Rabbit/Eminem)<br />Ward<br />I think you were a little hard on the Beaver<br />So was Eddie Haskal<br />Wally and Ms. Cleaver<br />This guy keeps screamin, he's paranoid<br />Quick, someone get his ass another steroid!<br />Blabbedy bloom blah, blum blabbedy bloom blah<br />I ain't hear a word you said, hibitit hoopla!<br />Is that a tanktop or a new bra?<br />Look, Snoop Dogg, just got a fuckin boob job<br />Did you listen to the last round meathead?<br />Pay attention, ya sayin the same shit that he said (I'ma fuck you up)<br />Matta fact dog, here's a pencil<br />Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful<br />And don't come back until somethin dope hits you<br />Fuck it<br />You can take the Mic home wich you<br />Lookin like a cyclone hit you<br />Tanktop screamin, "Lotto I don't fit you"<br />You see how far them white jokes get you<br />Boys like, how Vanilla Ice gone diss you?<br />My motto:<br />Fuck Lotto<br />I get the 7 digits from ya mother for a dollar tomorrow<br /><br />(3rd Battle)<br />(Rabbit/Eminem)<br />Now everybody from the 3-1-3<br />Put ya muthafuckin hands up and follow me<br />Everybody from the 3-1-3<br />Put ya muthafuckin hands up<br />Look look<br /><br />Now while he stands tough<br />Notice that this man did not have his hands up<br />This Free World's got ya gased up<br />Now who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf<br />1, 2, 3 and to the 4<br />1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4<br />4pac, 3pac, 2pac's, 1<br />Your Pac, he's Pac, No Pac's, None<br />This guy aint no muthafuckin MC<br />I know everything he's got to say against me<br />I am white<br />I am a fuckin bum<br />I do live in the trailer wit my mom<br />My boy future is an Uncle Tom<br />I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun<br />I did get jumped<br />By all 6 of you chumps<br />And Wink did fuck my girl<br />I'm still standin here screamin fuck the Free World!<br />Don't ever try to judge me dude<br />Cuz you don't know what the fuck I been through<br />But I know somethin about you<br />You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school<br />What's the matter dog you embarrassed?<br />This guys a gangster? His real name's Clarence<br />And Clarence lives at home with both parents<br />And Clarence parents have a real good marriage<br />This guy don't wanna battle, he's shook<br />Cuz ain't no such things as Half Way Crooks!<br />He's scared to death<br />He's scared to look<br />At his fuckin yearbook<br />Fuck Cranbook<br />Fuck a beat, I go acapella<br />Fuck a Popa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer fuck everybody<br />Fuck yall if you doubt me, I'ma piece of fuckin white trash I say it proudly<br />And fuck this battle I don't wanna win, I'm outtie<br />Here, tell these people somethin they don't know about me<br />(Crowd cheers)<br /><br />(Papa Doc)<br />(Hands mic to Future...nothing comes to mind for Doc to say back at Rabbit.)
Letra nueva de la canción
(First Battle)<br />(Lickety Split)<br />Check this out<br />Check this out<br /><br />Yo, this guys a choke-artist<br />Ya catch a bad one<br />Ya better off shootin ya-self wit Popa Doc's handgun<br />Climbin up this mountain, ya weak<br />I leave ya lost witout a paddle, floatin shit's creek<br />You ain't Detroit, I'm the D<br />You tha new kid on the block, bout to get smacked back to the boone-docks<br />Fuckin Nazi, this crowd ain't ya type<br />Take some real advice<br />And form a group with Vanilla Ice<br />And what I tell ya<br />Ya better use it<br />This guy's a hillbilly this ain't Willie Nelson music<br />Trailer trash<br />I choke ya till ya last breath<br />And have ya lookin foolish like Cheddar Bob when he shot his-self<br />Silly Rabbit, I know why they call you that<br />Cuz you follow Future, like he got carrots up his asscrack<br />And when you act it up, that's when you got jacked up<br />And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up<br />I crack ya shoulderblade<br />You'll get dropped so hard that Elvis will start turnin in his grave<br />I don't know why they left you out in the dark<br />Ya need to take your white ass back across 8 Mile to the trailer park<br />(Crowd Cheers)<br /><br />(Rabbit/Eminem)<br />This guy raps like his parents jerked him<br />He sounds like Eric Sermon<br />The generic version<br />This whole crowd looks suspicious<br />It's all dudes in here<br />Except for these bitches<br />So I'm a German ay?<br />That's ok, you look like a fuckin worm with braids<br />These leaders of the Free World rookies<br />Lookie, how can 6 dicks be pussies<br />Talkin bout shit's creek, bitch you can be a piss creek<br />Wit paddles this deep<br />Ya still gonna sink<br />Your a disgrace<br />Ya they call me Rabbit<br />This is a turtle race<br />He can't get wit me spittin this shit<br />Wickedy Lickety shot<br />Spicious spickety split Lickety<br />So I'ma turn around wit a great smile<br />And walk my white ass back across 8 Mile<br />(Crowd cheers)<br /><br />(2nd Battle)<br />(Lotto)<br />We rollin muthafuckaz<br />What's goin on baby?<br />Yo it's time to get rid of this coward right here once and for all<br />Sick of this muthafucka<br />(Rip it Lotto, rip it baby rip it, yeah) Check this shit out<br /><br />Huhhh huhhh<br />I'll spit a racial slur honkey sue me<br />This shit is a horror flick<br />But a black guy doesn't die in this movie<br />Fuckin wit Lotto dog you gotta be kiddin<br />That makes me believe, you really don't have an interest in livin<br />You think these niggas gone feel the shit you say?<br />I got a better chance joinin the KKK<br />On some real shit though, I like you<br />That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit suicide to<br />Fuck Lotto? Call me ya leader<br />I feel bad that I gotta murder that dude from Leave It To Beaver<br />I used to like that show<br />Noe you got me in fightback mode<br />But oh well if ya gotta go then ya gotta go<br />I hate to do this<br />I would love for this shit to last<br />So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my ass<br />And alls well that ends ok<br />So I'll end this shit<br />Wit a fuck you, but, have a nice day<br />(Crowd cheers)<br /><br />(Rabbit/Eminem)<br />Ward<br />I think you were a little hard on the Beaver<br />So was Eddie Haskal<br />Wally and Ms. Cleaver<br />This guy keeps screamin, he's paranoid<br />Quick, someone get his ass another steroid!<br />Blabbedy bloom blah, blum blabbedy bloom blah<br />I ain't hear a word you said, hibitit hoopla!<br />Is that a tanktop or a new bra?<br />Look, Snoop Dogg, just got a fuckin boob job<br />Did you listen to the last round meathead?<br />Pay attention, ya sayin the same shit that he said (I'ma fuck you up)<br />Matta fact dog, here's a pencil<br />Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful<br />And don't come back until somethin dope hits you<br />Fuck it<br />You can take the Mic home wich you<br />Lookin like a cyclone hit you<br />Tanktop screamin, "Lotto I don't fit you"<br />You see how far them white jokes get you<br />Boys like, how Vanilla Ice gone diss you?<br />My motto:<br />Fuck Lotto<br />I get the 7 digits from ya mother for a dollar tomorrow<br /><br />(3rd Battle)<br />(Rabbit/Eminem)<br />Now everybody from the 3-1-3<br />Put ya muthafuckin hands up and follow me<br />Everybody from the 3-1-3<br />Put ya muthafuckin hands up<br />Look look<br /><br />Now while he stands tough<br />Notice that this man did not have his hands up<br />This Free World's got ya gased up<br />Now who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf<br />1, 2, 3 and to the 4<br />1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4<br />4pac, 3pac, 2pac's, 1<br />Your Pac, he's Pac, No Pac's, None<br />This guy aint no muthafuckin MC<br />I know everything he's got to say against me<br />I am white<br />I am a fuckin bum<br />I do live in the trailer wit my mom<br />My boy future is an Uncle Tom<br />I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun<br />I did get jumped<br />By all 6 of you chumps<br />And Wink did fuck my girl<br />I'm still standin here screamin fuck the Free World!<br />Don't ever try to judge me dude<br />Cuz you don't know what the fuck I been through<br />But I know somethin about you<br />You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school<br />What's the matter dog you embarrassed?<br />This guys a gangster? His real name's Clarence<br />And Clarence lives at home with both parents<br />And Clarence parents have a real good marriage<br />This guy don't wanna battle, he's shook<br />Cuz ain't no such things as Half Way Crooks!<br />He's scared to death<br />He's scared to look<br />At his fuckin yearbook<br />Fuck Cranbook<br />Fuck a beat, I go acapella<br />Fuck a Popa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer fuck everybody<br />Fuck yall if you doubt me, I'ma piece of fuckin white trash I say it proudly<br />And fuck this battle I don't wanna win, I'm outtie<br />Here, tell these people somethin they don't know about me<br />(Crowd cheers)<br /><br />(Papa Doc)<br />(Hands mic to Future...nothing comes to mind for Doc to say back at Rabbit.)
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