B-Rabbit vs. Lickety Split lyrics

[Lyckety Splyt (Strike)]

This guy's a choke artist, you'll 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 he 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 six dicks be pussies

Talkin' 'bout shit's 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

• Artist:8 Mile (OST)