Freestyle: Rabbit vs. Lyckety-Splyt - Round 1 (8 Mile) | Текст песни

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• Freestyle: Rabbit vs. Lyckety-Splyt
• Round 1 (8 Mile)

Lyckety-Splyt:

This guy'sa choke artist
Ya catch a bad one
You better off shootin' yourself with Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin' up this mountain you're weak
I'll leave you lost without a paddle floatin' shit's creek
You ain't Detroit, I'm the D
You the new kid on the block
'Bout to get smacked back to the boondocks
Fuckin Nazi, this crowd ain't your type
Take some real advice and form a group with Vanilla Ice
And what I tell you, you better use it
This guy's a hillbilly, this ain't Willie Nelson music
Trailor trash, I'll choke you to your last breath
And have you lookin foolish
Like Cheddar Bob when he shot himself
Silly Rabbit, I know why they call you that
Cause you follow Future like you got carrots up his asscrack
And when you actin' up that's when you got jacked up
And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up
Ill crack your shoulder blade
Youll get dropped so hard
Elvis will start turnin in his grave
I dont know why they left you out in the dark
You need to take your white ass back across 8 mile
To the trailor park

Rabbit:

This guy raps like his parents jerked him
He sounds like Eric Sermon, the generic version
This whole crowd looks suspicious
It's all dudes in here, except for these bitches
So I'm a German, Eh
Thats ok, you look like a fuckin' worm with braids
These Leaders of the Free World rookies
Lookie, how can 6 dicks be pussies
Talkin bout shits creek
Bitch, you could be up piss creek
With paddles this deep
Your still gonna sink
Your a disgrace
Yeah, they call me Rabbit
This is a turtle race
He can't get with me spittin this shit
Wickedly lickety shot
Spickety spickety split lickety
So I'm gonna turn around with a great smile
And walk my white ass back across 8 mile!