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letra de 8 mile: marv won vs b-rabbit - eminem

[marv won]
yo, yo, y’all ready for death? y’all ready for death?
marv won, the fat k!ller
the game done got ugly, let’s go, yo, yo
i seen your type before, you think you’re tough
battle you? b-tch, you lucky i don’t beat you up
in a game of fisticuffs, i’ll push your face back
you can’t f-ck with me, man, really, just face facts
it’s him versus me in a battle of ten rounds
it’s like muggsy bogues tryin’ to f-ck with jim brown
dumb f-ck, i’m the type to run amok
come in the club drunk as f-ck
slap your b-tch so we can buck
one hook… type of a man the size of dan dierdorf
tryin’ to take his ear off, like mike tys
i’m quite nice on fight nights
and why he poppin’ sh-t? man, i thought he liked life
apparently not, i’m incoherently hot
and if i miss you then your parents get shot
yo, i’m a bad boy, b-tch, it’s on
i’ll put 44’s on your chest like you’re rick mah-rn

[b-rabbit]
hold on, f-ggot, let me turn this mic on
don’t think for a minute i’ma let you
get away with that song
’cause that sh-t was wack, you ain’t spittin’
as a matter of fact, all of that sh-t was written
and i know it wasn’t for me
surely, you really must adore me
now, look it… yo, you might as well move to italy
look, this guy’s ripped…-skkkrr- – literally
you don’t wanna really f-ck with this
on this microphone, i’m not snuffleupagus
but i don’t give a f-ck, you can keep that dull rap
and turn your -ss back around with your f-ckin’ skullcap
and your bandana or your motherf-ckin’ sweatband
f-ckin’ with this style, you’re a dead man
i ain’t 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

- eminem

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