Rabbit vs Lotto Lyrics

Lotto:

Yo its time to get rid of this coward right here once and for all
Im sick of this mother f**ker check this shit out
Hah hem yo

I'll spit a racial slur honkey, sue me
This shit is a horror flick but the black guy doesn’t die in this movie
Your doing lotto dogg you gotta be kidding
That makes me believe you really don’t have a interest in living
You think these nigga’s gonna feel with the shit you say?
I got a better chance joining the KKK
Off some real shit though I like you
That’s why I didn’t wanna have to be the one you commit suicide to
f**k lotto call me your leader
I feel bad that I gotta 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 got to go, you got to go
I hate to do this I would love for this shit to last
So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won’t forget my a*s
All’s well that end’s ok
So I’ll end this shit with a f**k you but have a nice day

Eminem freestyle:

Ward, I think you were a little hard on the beaver
So was Eddie Haskell, Wally and Miss Cleaver
This guy keeps screaming he’s paranoid
Quick someone get his a*s another steroid
Blah be do blah blah do be blu blah
I ain’t hear a word you say Hibbidy who blah
Is that a tanktop or a new bra?
Look snoop dogg just got a f**kin boob job
Didn't you listen to the last round meathead?
Pay attention your saying the same shit that he said
(I’m a f**k you up)
Matter of fact dogg here’s a pencil
Go home write some shit make it suspenseful
And don’t come back until something dope hits you
f**k it, you can take the mic home with you
Lookin like a cyclone hit you
Tanktop screaming “Lotto I don’t fit you!”
You see how far them white jokes get you
Boy’s like “how vanilla ice gonna diss you?”
My motto f**k lotto
I’ll get the 7 digits from your mother for a dollar tomorrow