8 Mile Freestyle Ptii Vs Lotto Lyrics

8 Mile Freestyle Ptii Vs Lotto lyrics



[Lotto]

[Spoken]

Yo, it's time to get rid of this coward once and for all.

I'm sick of the motha f**ka! Check this sh*t out!

[Rap]

I'll spit a racial slur, honky, sue me!

This sh*t is a horror flick,

but the black guy doesn't die in this movie!

f**kin' 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 sh*t 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

f**k '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 sh*t 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 sh*t wit a "F**K 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 as* 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 f**kin' boob job!

Didn't you listen to the last round, meat head? 

Pay attention, you're sayin the same sh*t 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 don't hits you

f**k 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: f**k Lotto! 

I get the 7 digits from your mother for a dolla tomorrow!