Eminem Rabbit Vs Lickety Split, Lotto, & Papa Doc - 8 Mile Freestyle Battles | Текст песни

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• Eminem Rabbit Vs Lickety Split, Lotto, & Papa Doc
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[Lichety Split]

Yo.This guy's a choke artist.
You catch a bad one,you better off shootin' yourself with Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin' up this mountain
You're weak, I leave you lost without a paddle
Floatin'up 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 Your squad ain't your type
Take some real advice
And form a group with Vanilla lce
And what I tell you
You better use it
This guy's a hillbilly
This ain't Willie Nelson music
Trailer trash, I'll choke you to your last breath
And have you look foolish
Like Cheddar Bob when he shot himself
Silly Rabbit
I know why they call you that 'Cause you follow Future
Like he got carrots up his ass crack
And when you acted up
That's when you got jacked up and act stupid
Like Tina Turner when she got smacked up
I crack your shoulder blade You'll get dropped so hard
That Elvis'll start turnin' in his grave
Now I know why they left you out in the dark
Take your white ass back across 8 Mile to the trailer park

[B-Rabbit]
This guy raps like his parents jerked him
He sounds like Erick Sermon
The generic version
This crowd looks suspicious
It's all dudes in here
Except for these bitches
You want a German, eh
That's okay, you look like a fuckin' worm with braids
These Leadaz Of Tha Free World rookies
Lookie
How could six dicks be pussies
Talkin'bout shit's creek
Bitch, you could be up|piss creek with paddles
This deep
You're still gonna sink
You're a disgrace
Yeah, they call me Rabbit
This is a turtle race
He can't get with me spittin' this shit wickedly lyckety-shot
A spick-a-spickety, Split-Lickety
I'm gonna turn around with a smile and walk my white ass back across 8 Mile


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