Eminem Vs Lickity 8mile 1st Battle Lyrics

8mile 1st Battle Lyrics

*Lickity*

 This guy's a chock artist, you got your bad one. You're better off shootin
yourself with Papa Doc's handgun. Climbin up this mountain, you're week.. I'll
leave ya 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 boom docks.
You fuckin natzi. This ain't your type. Take some real advice, and form a group
with Vanilla Ice. And what I tell ya, you better use it.  This guy's a hillbilly
this ain't Willie Nelson music. Trailer trash, I'll choke you til' your ass
crackin' looking 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 act up, that's when you got smacked up. Look stupid, like
Tina Turner when she got smacked up. I'll crack your shoulder blade, you'll get
dropped so hard that Elvis will start turnin' in his grave. I don't even know
why they let you out in the dark, you need to take your white ass back across
8mile to the trailer park.

 

 *B.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? That's ok, you look like a
fuckin worm with braids! These leaders of the free world rookies, lookie. How
could 6 dicks be pussies? Talkin' bout shits 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. You can't compete with me spillin
this shit take you from Squickity Lickity to Spickity Split Lickity. So I'm
gonna turn around with a great smile.  And walk my white ass back across 8mile.