Check this out, Check this out, yo
This guy's a choke artist
You catch the bad one
Your better off shooting yourself with Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin up this mountian your weak
I leave you lost without a paddle floatin shits creek
You ain't Detroit, I'm the D, u the new kid on the block
bout to get smacked back to the boon docks
Fuckin Nazi you squak ain't too tight
take sum real advice and form a group with Vinalla Ice
And when i tell ya you better use it
This guys a hillbilly this ain't Willie Nelson music
Trailer trash i choke u to your last breath
and have you lookin foolish like Chedder Bob when he shot himself
Silly rabbit i know i don't call you dat like you follow future
Like he got carrots up his ass-crack
And when you act it up thats when u got jacked up
And not stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up
I crack your shoulder-blades
You'll get dropped so hard that Elvis will start turnin in his grave
I don't know why they let you out in the dark
You need to take your white ass back across 8 mile to the trailer park
(crowd cheers)--- WOOOO
Eminem (rabbit) freestlyes:
This guy raps like his parents jerked him
He sound's like Eric Sermon, the generic version
This whole crowd looks suspicious its all dudes in here
Except for these bitches
Oh so i'm a german eh?
Thats ok you look like a fucking worm with brains
These leaders of the free world rookies
lookie how can six dicks beat pussies?
You talk about shit's creek
bitch you can be up piss creek with paddles this deep
your still gonna sink
Your a disgrace
yeah they call me rabbit this is the turtle race
They can't get with me spiting this shit wickitly lickilty shot 'cause spikity spit split lickitly
Then i'm a turn around with a great smile
And walk my white ass back across 8 Mile