Eminem 8 Mile Freestyle Lyrics

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 s___s creek

You ain't Detroit, Im the D
Your the new kid on the block
Bout to get smacked back to the boonedocks
f___in n___, 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 a__crack
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 a__ back across 8 mile
To the trailor park

[Rabbit]

This guy raps like his parents jerked him
He sounds like Eric Sermon, the generic version
This whole crowd looks suspicious
Its all dudes in here, except for these b____s
So Im a German, Eh
Thats ok, you look like a f___in worm with braids
These Leaders of the Free World rookies
Lookie, how can 6 d___s be p____es

Talkin bout s___s creek
b____, you could be up p___ 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 s___
Wickedly lickety shot
Spickety spickety split lickety
So Im gonna turn around with a great smile
And walk my white a__ back across 8 mile!

lotto}

I'll spit a racial slur honky sew me
this s___ is a Horror flick but a black guy doesn't die in this movie.
you gotta be kiddin p___ a__ f___ s___
that makes me believe you really dont have an intrest to livin
you think these n____s gonna feel the s___ you say
i got a better chance joining the kkk
for some real s___ though i like you
thats why i didn't want to be the one you commit suicide to
f___ lotto call me your leader
i feel bad that i gota murder that dude from leave it to beaver
i used to like that show now you got me in fight back mode
but oh well if you gotta go then you gotta go
i hate to do this i would love for this s___ to
last so i'll
take pictures of my rear end so you wont forget my a__
and alls well that ends ok
so i'll end this s___ with a f___ you and have a nice day

{B Rabbit}
Ward, I Think you were a little hard on the beaver
so was Eddie Hasko, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver
This Guy keeps screaming he's paranoid
quick someone get his a__ another steroid
blah badi boo blah bah badi bloo blah
I ain't hear a word you said
Hipidi hoo bla
Is that a tank top or a new bra
look snoop dogg just got a f___in' b___ job
didn't you listen to the last round meat head
pay attention, you're sayin the same s___ that he said
matter fact dogg heres a pencil
go home write some stuff make it suspensful
and don't come back until something dope hits you
f___ it you can take the mic home with you
looking like a cyclone hit you
tank top screaming lotto i dont fit you
you look how far these white jokes get you
Boy's like how vanilla ice gonna diss you
my motto f___ lotto
i'll get the seven digits from your mother for a dollar tomorrow(ohhhhhhhhh)

Now everybody from the 313
Put your m____fuckin' hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put your m____fuckin' 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 m____fuckin MC
I know everything he's got to say against me
I am white
I am a f___in b__
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 f___ my girl
I'm still standin here screamin f___ tha free world!!
Don't ever try to judge me dude
You don't know what the f___ 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 f___in yearbook f___ Cranbrook

f___ the beat i go acapella
f___ a Papa Doc, f___ a clock, f___ a trailer, f___ everybody
f___ y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of f___ing white trash, i say it proudly
And f___ this battle
I don't wanna win
I'm outty
Here tell these people sumin they dont know about me