[Lyckety This guy's a artist, ya catch a bad one Your better off shooting yourself Papa Doc's handgun Climbing up this mountain your I'll leave you without a paddle, floating shit's creek You Detroit, I'm the D the new kid on the block Bout to get smacked back to the Fucking Nazi, crowd ain't your type Take some real advice and form a with Vanilla Ice And I tell you, you better use it This guy's a hillbilly, this ain't Willie Nelson Trailer trash, choke you to your last breath And have you looking Like Cheddar Bob he shot himself Silly Rabbit, I know why they you that you follow Future like you got carrots up his ass crack And when you acting up that's you got jacked up And left stupid like Tina when she got smacked up I'll crack your shoulder You'll get dropped so hard Elvis will start turning in his I don't why they let you out in the dark You to take your white ass back across 8 Mile To the park
This guy raps like his parents him He sounds like Erick Sermon, the generic This crowd looks suspicious It's all in here, except for these bitches So I'm a German, Eh ok, you look like a fuckin' worm with braids These Leaders of the World rookies Lookie, how can 6 dicks be Talking bout creek Bitch, you could be up piss with paddles this deep You're still sink, you're a disgrace Yeah, call me Rabbit this is a turtle race He can't get with me this shit Wickedly shot spickety split lickety So I'm gonna turn around with a smile And walk my white ass back 8 Mile