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8 Mile: The Lunch Truck Battle

Eminem

8 Mile (Battles, Cyphers & Freestyles)

08.09.2002

13

Tekst piosenki
[Vanessa (Miz-Korona)] Man, I’m gettin' so sick and tired of fuckin' 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 eatin' this shit off this fuckin' lunch truck Nasty-ass food, I’m in a nasty-ass mood I should’ve called in sick, shit, I had somethin' to do [Mike (Xzibit)] I can’t believe that 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 You're dreamin' if you think them corny-ass raps will work Look at y’all standin' out here, freezin' like dumb fucks Rappin' away for food off this ragedy lunch truck Who want what? 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're a ugly motherfucker, your pop should’ve wore a rubber Stop rhymin', keep your day job, Vanessa Next time leave that bullshit home on the dresser Speaking of dresses, take a look at Paul the fruitcake When you travel you probably pack panties in your suitcase Made out of lace from Victoria’s secret If ten men came in a cup you’d probably drink it [Jimmy (Eminem)] Okay, folks, enough with the gay jokes Especially from a gay broke bitch yourself, hey lo' This guy's a doo-doo You've worked here longer than me And I get paid more than you do 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 ho-ho Fuckin' homo! Little maggot You can’t hack it; Paul’s gay, you're a faggot At least he admits it, don’t even risk it This guy's starvin' to death, someone get him a biscuit! I don’t know what they told you, Mike You must had them cornrows rolled too 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 goddamn 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 And why you fuckin' with the gay guy, G? When really you're the one who's got the HIV Man, I’m done with this clown, he's soft Fuck it, I’ll let homegirl finish you off [Vanessa (Miz-Korona)] A guy like you would never get a real woman You jackass, go jack off; that's the only way you cumin'
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