Survival Of The Fittest( 8 mile Papa Doc vs Shorty Mike)
[Papa Doc] Yo Lyrics are shit Like when I cop a squat Who told ya you can fuck With the mighty Papa Doc For steppin' on the stage I should've rocked ya knot And don't get to close Or ya might get shot Ya need to call ya momma And tell her to come get ya And if she knew him She could bring her midget pops with her I put a hole on your head like a 12 gauge Lookin' like kriss-kross so he could jiggity jump your ass on stage Cuz I'm a grown man son, I'll slaughter you I'mma make yo mama wish that her fat ass aborted you