Eminem - 8 Mile Dvd Unseen B-Rabbit Vs. Marv One(437 visits)

[Marv One]

yo yo, y?all ready for death
y?all ready for death
Marv One that fat killer the game done got ugly, lets go
yo, yo, I seen your type before you think you tough, battle you
Bitch you lucky I don?t beat you up
In the game of fist ta cups I?ll push your face back
You cant f**k with me man, really just face facts
As he verses me in a battle of ten rounds
Its like Mugsey Boags tryin to bark with Jim Brown
Dumb f**k, Im the type to run a muck, come in the club drunk as
f**k
Slap your bitch who even buck, when I walk?..
Tell your a man the size of a ?D and D dof?
Tryin to take his ear off, like Mike Tyse,
I quite nice on fight nights, man why he poppin shit
I thought he liked life, apparently not
I?m incoherently hot, and if I meant you
may your parents be shot
You im a bad boy, bitch is on, I pull 44?s in your chest
Like your freak mahone

[B-Rabbit]

Hold on fagg*t, let me turn this mic on
Don?t think for a minute I?m goin let you get away with that
song
Cause that shit was wack, you aint spittin
As a matter of fact all of that shit was written,
And I no it wasn?t for me, shorely, you really must adore me,
Now look it,
Yo, you might as well move to Italy
Look this guy is ripped (skkkrr) literally
You don?t wanna really f**k wit this,
On this microphone, I aint Snuffalupagus
But I don?t give a f**k, you can keep that dope rap
And turn your ass back around with your f**kin skull cap,
and your bandana or your mother f**kin sweat band
f**kin with this style you?re a dead man,
I aint redman but on this mic yo I pick it up,
Just like your face when I had to rip it up,
You don?t wanna see me,
Yo, uh













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