8 Mile - The Battles Eminem vs Lotto Lyrics

B.Rabbit-
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 a__ another steroid!
Blabbedy bloo blah, bloo blabbedy bloo blah
I ain't hear a word you said, hibitity hoobla!
Is that a tanktop or a new bra?
look, Snoop Dogg, just got a f___in b___ job
Did you listen to the last round meathead?
Pay attention, ya sayin the same s___ that he said (I'ma f___ you up)
Matter fact dog, here's a pencil
Go home, write some s___, make it suspenseful
And don't come back until somethin dope hits you
f___ it
You can take the Mic home with you
Lookin like a cyclone hit you
Tanktop screamin, "Lotto I don't fit you"
You see how far them white jokes get you
Boys like, how Vanilla Ice gone diss you?
My motto:
f___ Lotto
I get the 7 digits from ya mother for a dollar tomorrow