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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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