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EMINEM lyrics : "B-Rabbit V.S Lotto 2Nd Battle From 8 Mile"

{lotto}
I'll spit a racial slur honky sue me,
This %#@! is a Horror flick, but a black guy doesn't die in this movie.

Messin' with Lotto dawg, you gotta be kiddin'
That makes me believe you really don't have an interest to livin'.
You think these ^!$$%s gonna feel the %#@! you say,

I got a better chance joining the K.K.K.
For some real %#@! though I like you,
That's why I didn't want to be the one you commit suicide to.

$#&@ lotto, call me your leader!
I feel bad that I gotta murder that dude from "Leave it to beaver".
I used to like that show now, you got me in fight-back mode,

But oh well if you gotta go then you gotta go.
I hate to do this, I would love for this %#@! to last,
So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my $$#.

And all's well that ends ok,
So I'll end this %#@! with a: $#&@ you and have a nice day!


{B Rabbit}
Ward, I think you were a little hard on the beaver.
So was Eddie Haskell, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver.

This guy keeps screaming, he's paranoid.
Quick, someone get his $$# another steroid!
Blah badi boo blah bah badi bloo blah!

I ain't hear a word you said,
Hipidi hoo bla!
Is that a tank top or a new bra?

Look Snoop Dogg just got a $#&@in' boob job!
Didn't you listen to the last round, meat head?
Pay attention, you're sayin' the same %#@! that he said!

Matter fact dawg, here's a pencil.
Go home, write some %#@!, make it suspenseful!
And don't come back until something dope hits you...

$#&@ it, you can take the mic home with you.
Looking like a cyclone hit you.
Tank top screaming: Lotto, I don't fit you!

You see how far the white jokes get you.
Boy's like: How Vanilla Ice gonna diss you?
My motto: $#&@ lotto!

I'll get the seven digits from your mother for a dollar tomorrow! (ohhhhhhhhh)

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