8 Mile: Lyckety-Splyt vs B-Rabbit

[Lyckety Splyt (Strike)] This guy's a choke artist, ya catch a bad one You're better off shooting yourself with Papa Doc's handgun Climbing up this mountain, you're weak I'll leave you lost without a paddle, floating shit's creek You ain't Detroit, I'm the D, you're the new kid on the block 'Bout to get smacked back to the boondocks Fucking Nazi, your squad 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 Trailer trash, I'll choke you to your last breath And have you looking 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 ass crack And when you acting up that's when you got jacked up And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up I'll crack your shoulder blade You'll get dropped so hard that Elvis will start turning in his grave I don't know why they let you out in the dark You need to take your white ass back across 8 Mile to the trailer park [B-Rabbit (Eminem)] This guy raps like his parents jerked him 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? That's okay, 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 You're still gonna sink, you're a disgrace Yeah, they call me Rabbit, this is a turtle race He can't get with me, spitting this shit wickedly Lickety shot suspicious spickety split lickety So I'ma turn around with a great smile And walk my white ass back across 8 Mile