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eminem 8mile tribute

  1. [Future]
  2. Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
  3. Cuz he ain't got no place to go
  4.  
  5. [Eminem]
  6. And now I'm right back in the gutter
  7. With a garbage bag that's full of clothes
  8.  
  9. [Future]
  10. Cuz you live at home in a trailer
  11. What the hell u gonna do?
  12.  
  13. [Eminem]
  14. Cuz I live at home in a trailer
  15. Mom I'm coming home to you
  16. Well my names jimmy and his names Greg Buel
  17. And me him n u went to the same school.
  18. This ain't cool, I'm in a rage, he tappin my mom
  19. Were almost the same age
  20. On the microphone I drop bombs
  21. Look at this car, thanks a lot moms!
  22. "Here happy birthday rabbit
  23. Here's a brand new car, u can have it"
  24. a 1928 delta. this shit wont even get me to the shelter.
  25. And I cant even say I'm from Motown.
  26. Cause I'm back in the 8 1 0 now
  27. Cuz I live at home in a trailer,
  28. Mom I'm commin' home to you,
  29.  
  30. Your style is generic
  31. Mines authentic made
  32. I roll like a renegade
  33. You need clinic aid
  34. My technique is bizarre and ill;
  35. I scar and kill
  36. You were a star until I served you like a bar and grill
  37. As I proceed to cook and grill ya
  38. That’s all that took to kill ya
  39. You better recognize me like I look familiar
  40. You want to battle
  41. You beat around the bush
  42. Like you're scared to lick pussy so you eat around the tush
  43. I need a clown to push
  44. Someone that I can bully
  45. Wait a minute I don’t think you understand fully
  46. See me without a style
  47. Is like mustard without the Hienz’s
  48. I lead the new school
  49. You a BUSTA without the RHYMES
  50. I crush the shit out your lines
  51.  
  52. Ok folks enough with the gay jokes
  53. Especially from a gay broke bitch yourself, hey lo'
  54. This guy's a doo doo
  55. You've worked here longer than me
  56. And I get paid more then you do
  57. Dawg, take a seat
  58. What’s this guy standing in line for? He ain’t got money to eat !
  59. Check this out yo yo
  60. This guy cashed his whole check and bought one ho ho
  61. Fucking homo, little maggot
  62. You can’t hack it
  63. Paul’s gay, you're a faggot
  64. At least he admits it. Don’t even risk it
  65. This guy's starvin' to death, someone get him a biscuit!
  66. I don’t know what they told you Mike
  67. You must had them cornrows rolled too tight
  68. This job, you wanna quit but you can’t
  69. You’ve worked at this plant so long, you're a plant
  70. Look at your god damn boots
  71. For christ sakes they’re starting to grow roots
  72. On this mic you get faded
  73. You look like a pissed off rapper who never made it
  74. And why you fucking with the gay guy, G?
  75. When really you're the one who's got the HIV
  76. Man, I’m done with this clown, he's soft
  77. Fuck it, I’ll let homegirl finish you off
  78.  
  79. This guy raps like his parents jerked him
  80. He sounds like Eric Sermon, the generic version
  81. This whole crowd looks suspicious
  82. Its all dudes in here, except for these bitches
  83. So Im a German, Eh
  84. Thats ok, you look like a fuckin worm with braids
  85. These Leaders of the Free World rookies
  86. Lookie, how can 6 dicks be pussies
  87. Talkin bout shits creek
  88. Bitch, you could be up piss creek
  89. With paddles this deep
  90. Your still gonna sink
  91. Your a disgrace
  92. Yeah, they call me Rabbit
  93. This is a turtle race
  94. He can't get with me spittin this shit
  95. Wickedly lickety shot
  96. Spickety spickety split lickety
  97. So Im gonna turn around with a great smile
  98. And walk my white ass back across 8 mile!
  99.  
  100. Ward, I think you were a little hard on the Beaver
  101. So was Eddie Haskal, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver
  102. This guy keeps screamin', he's paranoid!
  103. Quick, someone get his ass another steriod!
  104. "Blahbity bloo blah blah blahbity bloo blah!"
  105. I ain't hear a word you said, "hipidy hooblah!"
  106. Is that a tank top, or a new bra?
  107. Look, Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job!
  108. Didn't you listen to the last round, meat head?
  109. Pay attention, you're sayin the same shit that he said!
  110. Matter fact, dog, here's a pencil
  111. Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful,
  112. And don't come back until something dope hits you
  113. Fuck it! You can take the mike home with you!
  114. Lookin' like a cyclone hit you,
  115. Tank top screamin', "Lotto, I don't fit you!"
  116. You see how far those white jokes get you
  117. Boy's like "How Vanilla Ice gonna diss you?"
  118. My motto: Fuck Lotto!
  119. I get the 7 digits from your mother for a dolla tomorrow
  120. Now everybody from the 313
  121. Put your motherfucking hands up and follow me
  122. Everybody from the 313
  123. Put your motherfucking hands up
  124. Look Look
  125.  
  126. Now while he stands tough
  127. Notice that this man did not have his hands up
  128. This free world got you gased up
  129. Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf
  130. 1, 2, 3 and to the 4
  131. 1 pac ,2 pac, 3 pac, 4
  132. 4 pac, 3 pac, 2 pac, 1
  133. You're pac, he's pac, no pacs, none
  134. This guy ain't no mother fucking MC,
  135. I know everything he's got to say against me,
  136. I am white, I am a fucking bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom,
  137. My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
  138. I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots
  139. himself in the leg with his own gun,
  140. I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
  141. And Wink did fuck my girl,
  142. I'm still standing here screaming "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
  143. Don't ever try to judge me dude
  144. You don't know what the fuck I've been through
  145. But I know something about you
  146. You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school
  147. What's the matter dawg? You embarrassed?
  148. This guy's a gangster? he's real name's Clarence
  149. And Clarence lives at home with both parents
  150. And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
  151. This guy don't wanna battle, He's shook
  152. 'Cause there no such things as half way crooks
  153. He's scared to death
  154. He's scared to look in his fucking yearbook, fuck Cranbrook
  155. Fuck the beat, I go acapella
  156. Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
  157. Fuck y'all if you doubt me
  158. I'm a piece of fucking white trash, I say it proudly
  159. And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty,
  160. Here, tell these people something they don't know about me.

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