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Eminem - 8 Mile Lunch Truck Line Rap Battle Lyrics

Eminem – 8 Mile (Lunch Truck Line Rap Battle)

[Vanessa]
Man, I’m gettin’ so sick and tired of fucking 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 eating this shit off this fucking lunch truck!
Nasty ass food, I’m in a nasty ass mood!
I should’ve called in sick, shit, I had something to do!

[Mike: Xzibit]
I can’t believe 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 ya’ll, standin’ out here, freezin’ like dumb fucks,
Rappin’ away for food off this raggedy 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 an ugly motherfucker! Your pop should’ve wore a rubber!
Stop rhymin’; keep your day job, Vanessa!
Next time, leave that bull shit 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 10 men came in a cup, you’d probably drink it!

[B-Rabbit: Eminem]
Ok, folks, enough with the gay jokes,
Especially from a gay broke bitch yourself, eh, loc?
His style is 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 pay check and bought 1 ho ho!
Fucking 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 controlls 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!
Hey, why you fucking 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 home girl finish you off!