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[Vanessa]
Man I'm so sick and tired of fucking with this steel.
They only give us 30 min
[Vanessa]
Man I'm so sick and tired of fucking with this steel.
They only give us 30 minutes to eat lunch and chill.
My body achin just to get a buck.
I'm sick of eating this shit off this fucking lunch truck.
Nasty ass food. I'm in a nasty ass mood.
I should've called in sick.
Shit, I had something to do.
[Mike]
I can't believe I'm hearing all this ravin and rantin.
From Vanessa up in here at the New Detroit stampin.
You need to get your food and take your ass back to work.
Your dreamin if you think them corny ass raps will work.
Look at ya'll freezin out here like dumb fucks,
rappin away for food off this ragedy lunch truck.
Who want wut? who pumped up? to get rolled up.
I spit venom in every direction, soak some up.
Look at this fat ass nigga, sloppy sucker.
You an ugly mother fucker
your pop should've wore a rubber.
Stop rhymin keep your day job Vanessa.
Next time leave that bull shit home on the dresser.
Speaking of dresses take a look at Paul the fruitcake.
When you travel you probly pack panties in your suitcase.
Made out of lace from Victoria's secret.
If 10 men came in a cup you'd probly drink it.
[B-Rabbit]
Ok folks enough with the gay jokes
especially from a gay broke bitch yourself, eh loc?
His style is doo doo.
You've worked here longer then me
and I get paid more then you do.
Dawg, take a seat.
Wut's this guy standing in line for? He ain't got money to eat.
Check this out yo yo.
This guy cashed his whole pay check and bought 1 ho ho.
Fucking homo little maggot.
You can't hack it.
Paul's gay ... your a faggot.
At least he admits it. Don't even risk it.
This guys starvin to death someone get him a biscuit!
I don't know wut they told you Mike ...
you must had them cornrolls rolled too tight.
This job you wanna quit but you can't.
You've worked at this plant so long ... your a plant.
Look at your goddam boots
for christ sakes they're starting to grow roots.
On this mic you get faded.
You look like a pissed off rapper who never made it.
Hey why you fucking with gay guy G?
when really your the one whos got the HIV.
Man I'm done with this clown he's soft.
Fuck it ... I'll let home girl finish you off.
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Now everybody from the 313
Put your muthafuckin' hands up and follow me
Everybody from t
Now everybody from the 313
Put your muthafuckin' hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put your muthafuckin' hands up
Look Look
Now while he tries to stand tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
This free worlds got you gassed up
Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1 Pac , 2 Pac, 3 Pac, 4
4 Pac, 3 Pac, 2 Pac, 1
You're Pac, He's Pac, No Pac, None!
This guy aint no muthafuckin MC
I know everything he's got to say against me
I am white
I am a fuckin bum
I do live in a trailer with my mom
My boy Future is an Uncle Tom
I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob
Who shoots himself in the leg with his own gun
I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
And Wink did fuck my girl
I'm still standin here screamin fuck tha free world!!
Don't ever try to judge me dude
You don't know what the fuck i've been through
But i know something about you
You went to Cranbrook that's a private school
What's the matter dawg? You embarrassed?
This guy's a gangsta but his real name's Clarence
And Clarence lives at home with both parents
And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
This guy don't wanna battle he shook
Koz there aint no such thang as HALF WAY CROOKS!!
He's scared to death
He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook fuck Cranbrook
Fuck the beat i go acapella
Fuck a Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
Fuck y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of fucking white trash, i say it proudly
And fuck this battle
I don't wanna win
I'm outty
Here tell these people sumin they dont know about me
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[Lyckity Splyt]
This guy's a choke artist
You catch a bad 1,
Your better off shooting y
[Lyckity Splyt]
This guy's a choke artist
You catch a bad 1,
Your better off shooting yourself with poppa doc's hand gun.
Climbing up this mountain, your weak,
I leave you lost without a paddle.
Floatin up shits creek.
You ain't Detroit. I'm the D.
Your the new kid on the block
about to get smacked to the boondocks.
Fucking nazi your squad ain't your type,
take some real advice
and form a group with Vanilla Ice.
And wut I tell you, you better use it.
This guys a hillbilly this ain't Willie Nelson music.
Trailor trash, I'll choke you to your last breath
and have you look foolish like cheddar bob when he shot himself.
Silly rabbit, I know why they call you that ...
cuz you follow future like he got carrotz up his ass crack.
And when you acted up
thats when you got jacked up
and act stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up.
I crack your shoulder blade
you'll get dropped so hard that Elvis'll start turning in his grave.
Now I know why they left you out in the dark.
You need to take your white ass
back across 8 mile to the trailor park.
[B Rabbit]
This guy raps like his parents jerked em.
He sounds like Erick Sermon ... the generic version.
This whole crowd looks suspicious
it's all dudes in here except for these bitches.
So i'm a german eh?
Thats ok you look like a fucking worm with braids.
These leadaz of the freeworld rookies.
Lookie, how could 6 dicks be pussies?
Talking about shits creek bitch,
you could be up piss creek with paddles.
This deep. Your still gonna sink, your a discrace,
ya they call me rabbit this is a turtle race.
He can't get with me spittin this shit wickedy
lyckety-shot a spika-a-spicketly split lyckety.
I'm gonna turn around with a great smile
and walk my white ass back across 8 mile.
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Lotto-
Huhhh huhhh
I'll spit a racial slur honkey sue me
This shit is a horror flick
B
Lotto-
Huhhh huhhh
I'll spit a racial slur honkey sue me
This shit is a horror flick
But the black guy doesn't die in this movie
Fuckin wit Lotto dog you gotta be kiddin
That makes me believe, you really don't have an interest in livin
You think these niggas gon` feel the shit you say?
I got a better chance joinin the KKK
on some real shit though, I like you
That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit suicide to
Fuck Lotto? Call me ya 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 fightback mode
but oh well if u gotta go then u gotta go
I hate to do this
I would love for this shit to last
So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my ass
and alls well that ends ok
So I'll end this shit
Wit a fuck you, but, have a nice day
B.Rabbit-
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 ass another steroid!
Blabbedy bloo blah, bloo blabbedy bloo blah
I ain't hear a word you said, hibitity hoobla!
Is that a tanktop or a new bra?
look, Snoop Dogg, just got a fuckin boob job
Did you listen to the last round meathead?
Pay attention, ya sayin the same shit that he said (I'ma fuck you up)
Matter fact dog, here's a pencil
Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful
And don't come back until somethin dope hits you
Fuck it
You can take the Mic home with you
Lookin like a cyclone hit you
Tanktop screamin, "Lotto I don't fit you"
You see how far them white jokes get you
Boys like, how Vanilla Ice gone diss you?
My motto:
Fuck Lotto
I get the 7 digits from ya mother for a dollar tomorrow
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