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