8 Mile [OST] - Lil' Tic vs. B-Rabbit

[Proof as Lil' Tic]

I'ma murder this man!

He the type to lose a fight with a dyke

They don't laugh 'cause you're whack

They laugh 'cause you white with a mic

You're a laughing stock

And when will this laughing stop?

When you and Everlast bitch-ass get popped

You a wigger that invented rhyme for money

Watch Lil' Tic spit, kick the Energizer bunny

Rip the Rabbit head off, toss it to Hugh Hefner

'Cause I don't play, boy, now tell me who fresher (You are!)

L.T., that's right, cock the heat and shoot ya

I'll punish Rabbit or obsolete Future

My paws love to maul a MC

'Cause he's faker than a psychic with caller ID

So that bullshit, save it for storage

'Cause this is hip-hop, you don't belong, you're a tourist

So put your hockey sticks and baseball bat away

'Cause this here Detroit, 16 Mile road is thataway, thataway