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Rabbit vs. Lickety Split



This guy's a choke artist

Ya catch a bad one

Your better off shootin yourself

With Papa Doc's handgun

Climbin up this mountain your weak

Ill leave you lost without a paddle

Floatin shits creek



You ain't Detroit, Im the D

Your the new kid on the block

Bout to get smacked back to the boonedocks

Fuckin Nazi, this crowd ain't your type

Take some real advice and form a group with Vanilla Ice

And what I tell you, you better use it

This guy's a hillbilly, this ain't Willie Nelson music



Trailor trash, Ill choke you to your last breath

And have you lookin foolish

Like Cheddar Bob when he shot himself

Silly Rabbit, I know why they call you that

Cause you follow Future like you got carrots up his asscrack

And when you actin up thats when you got jacked up

And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up



Ill crack your shoulder blade

Youll get dropped so hard

Elvis will start turnin in his grave

I dont know why they let you out in the dark

You need to take your white ass back across 8 mile

To the trailor park



(Rabbit)



This guy raps like his parents jerkin

He sounds like Eric Sermon, the generic version

This whole crowd looks suspicious

Its all dudes in here, except for these bitches

So Im a German, Eh

Thats ok, you look like a fuckin worm with braids

These Leaders of the Free World rookies

Lookie, how can 6 dicks be pussies



Talkin bout shits creek

Bitch, you could be up piss creek

With paddles this deep

Your still gonna sink

Your a disgrace

Yeah, they call me Rabbit

This is a turtle race



He can't get with me spittin this shit

Wickedly lickety shot

Spickety spickety split lickety

So Im gonna turn around with a great smile

And walk my ass back across 8 mile





Rabbit vs. Lotto



Lotto]

(Spoken)

Yo, it's time to get rid of this coward once and for all.

I'm sick of the motha fucka! Check this shit out!

(Rap)

I'll spit a racial slur, honky, sue me!

This shit is a horror flick,

but the black guy doesn't die in this movie!

You mess wit Lotto, dawg, you gotta be kiddin!

That makes me believe you really dont have a interest in livin!

You think these niggas gonna feel the shit you say?

I got a betta chance joining the KKK.

Or some real shit, though, I like you

That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit sucide to

Fuck 'Lotto,' call me your leader

I feel bad I gotta murder that dude from "Leave It To Beaver"

I used to like that show, now you got me to "fight back" mode

But oh well, if you gotta go, then you 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 all's well that ends well, ok?

So I'll end this shit wit a "FUCK you, but have a nice day!"



(Eminem)

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 steriod!

"Blahbity bloo blah blah blah blahbity bloo blah!"

I didn't hear a word you said, "hipidy hooblah!"

Is that a tank top, or a new bra?

Look, Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job!

Didn't you listen to the last round, meat head?

Pay attention, you're sayin the same shit that he said!

Matter fact, dawg, here's a pencil

Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful,

And don't come back until something dope hits you

Fuck it! You can take the mic home wit you!

Lookin' like a cyclone hit you,

Tank top screamin', "Lotto, I don't fit you!"

You see how far those white jokes get you

Boy's like "How Vanilla Ice gonna diss you?"

My motto: Fuck Lotto!

I get the 7 digits from your motha for a dolla tomorrow!



Rabbit vs. Papa Doc



Now everybody from the 313,

Put your mother-fuckin hands up and follow me,

Everybody from the 313 put your mother-fuckin hands up.

Look, look,



Now while he stands tough,

Notice that this man did not have his hands up.

The Free World's got you gassed up

Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf?



1, 2, 3 and to the 4

1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4,

4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1,

You're pac, he's pac, no pacs, none.



This guy aint a mother-fuckin 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 THE FREE WORLD!"

Don't try and judge me dude

You don't know what the fuck I've been through.



But I know something about you,

You went to CRANBROOK, thats a private school,

Whats the matter dawg you embarrased?

This guys a gangster?

His real name's Clarence.



And Clarence lives at home with both parents,

And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage,

This guy dont wanna battle, he's shook,

'Cause there ain't no such things 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 accapella,

Fuck a Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody,

Fuck y'all if you doubt me,

I'm a piece of fuckin white trash, I say it proudly,

And fuck this battle I dont wanna win I'm outty,

Here tell these people something they dont know about me.



Rabbit vs. Xzibit: [Lunch Truck Freestyle]



Okay folks, enough with the gay jokes,

Especially from a gay broke bitch yourself, Hey Lo,

Here's how i do you worked here longer than me,

And I get paid more than you,

Dawg take a seat, what's this guy standing in line for,

He ain't got money to eat, check this out yo yo,

This guy cashed his whole check, and bought one hoho,

Fucking homo, little maggot, you can't hag it,

Paul is gay, you're a faggot,

At least he admits it, don't even risk it,

This guy starving to death, someone get him a biscuit,

I don't know what they told you Mike

You must have damn cornrolls rolled to tight

This job, you wanna quit but you can't

You've worked at this plant so long, you're a plant,

Look at your god damn boots,

For Christ sake they're starting to grow roots,

In this mic you get faded,

you look like a pissed off rapper who never made it,

And why you fucking with the gay guy gee,

When really your the one who's got the HIV,

Well I'm done with this clown, this is all, fuck it,

I'll let homegirl finish you off,



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