Eminem - Freestyle Battle (Quarterfinal & Semifinal Battles) (Rabbit vs. Lickety Split & Rabbit vs. Lotto) (8 Mile OST) | Текст песни

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(Lickety Split)

This guy's a choke artist
Ya catch a bad one
Your better off shootin yourself
With Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin up this mountain your weak
Ill leave you lost without a paddle
Floatin down shits creek

You ain't Detroit, Im the D
Your the new kid on the block
Bout to get smacked back to the boonedocks
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, Ill 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 acting up thats 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 let 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
Its all dudes in here, except for these bitches
So Im a German, Eh
Thats ok, you look like a fuckin worm with braids
These Leaders of the Free World rookies
Lookie, how can six dicks be pussies.

Talkin about 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 Im gonna turn around with a great smile.
And walk my white ass back across 8 mile!

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