8 mile rap battle

Rabbit vs Lickety Split
[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 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 actin 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 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 Im gonna turn
around with a great smile
And walk my white ass back across
8 mile!
Rabbit vs Lotto
[Lotto]
[Spoken]
Yo, it's time to get rid of this coward once and for all.
I'm sick of the motha fucka! Check this shit out!
[Rap]
I'll spit a racial slur, honky, sue me!
This shit is a horror flick,
but the black guy doesn't die in this movie!
Fuckin' wit Lotto, dawg, you gotta be kiddin!
That makes me believe you really dont have a interest in livin!
You think these niggas gonna feel the shit you say?
I got a betta chance joining the KKK.
Or some real shit, though, I like you
That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit sucide to
Fuck 'Lotto,' call me your leader
I feel bad I gotta murder that dude from "Leave It To Beaver"
I used to like that show, now you got me to "fight back" mode
But oh well, if you gotta go, then you gotta go!
I hate to do this, I would love for this shit to last
So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my ass
And all's well that ends well, ok?
So I'll end this shit wit a "FUCK you, but have a nice day!"

[Eminem]
Ward, I think you were a little hard on the Beaver
So was Eddie Haskal, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver
This guy keeps screamin', he's paranoid!
Quick, someone get his ass another steriod!
"Blahbity bloo blah blah blahbity bloo blah!"
I ain't hear a word you said, "hipidy hooblah!"
Is that a tank top, or a new bra?
Look, Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job!
Didn't you listen to the last round, meat head?
Pay attention, you're sayin the same shit that he said!
Matter fact, dog, here's a pencil
Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful,
And don't come back until something dope hits you
Fuck it! You can take the mike home with you!
Lookin' like a cyclone hit you,
Tank top screamin', "Lotto, I don't fit you!"
You see how far those white jokes get you
Boy's like "How Vanilla Ice gonna diss you?"
My motto: Fuck Lotto!
I get the 7 digits from your mother for a dolla tomorrow!
Rabbit vs Papa Doc
Now everybody from the 313
Put ur muthafukin hands up and
follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put ur muthafukin
hands up
Look Look
Now while he stands tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
This free
worlds got u all gassed up
Now who's afraid of the big
bad wolf
1 , 2 , 3 into the 4
1pac , 2pac , 3pac
, 4
4pac , 3pac , 2pac , 1
ur pac , hes pac, ur
pac....none
This guy aint no muthafukin MC
I
know everything hes got to say against me
I am white, i am
a fukin bum
I do live in a trailer with my mom
My boy
future is an Uncle Tom
I do got a dumb friend named
Cheddar Bob
who shoots himself in his leg with his own
gun
I did get jumped by all 6 of u chumps
And Wink did
fuck my girl
Im still standin here sayin FUCK THE FREE
WORLD
Dont ever try to judge me dude
U dont know wat
the fuck ive been through
But i know somethin about
u
U went to Cranbrook, thats a private skool
Wats the
matter dogg? u embarrased?
This guys a gangsta? he's
real names Clarence
And Clarence lives at home with both
parents
And Clarence parents have a real good marriage
This guy dont wanna battle, hes shook
Cuz theres no
such thing as HALF-WAY CROOKS
He's scared to death
Hes scared to look in his fukin year book
Fuck
Cranbrook
Fuck the beat, i go acapella
Fuck a
Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
Fuck
yall if u doubt me
Im a piece of fukin white trash, i say
it proudly
Fuck this battle, i dont wanna win, im outtie
Here, tell these people somethin they dont know about me