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letra de 8 mile: the lunch truck battle - eminem

[vanessa (miz-korona)]
man, i’m gettin’ so sick and tired of f-ckin’ 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 eatin’ this sh-t off this f-ckin’ lunch truck
nasty–ss food, i’m in a nasty–ss mood
i should’ve called in sick, sh-t, i had somethin’ to do

[mike (xzibit)]
i can’t believe that 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 -ss back to work
you’re dreamin’ if you think them corny–ss raps will work
look at y’all standin’ out here, freezin’ like dumb f-cks
rappin’ away for food off this ragedy 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–ss n-gga, sloppy sucker
you’re a ugly motherf-cker, your pop should’ve wore a rubber
stop rhymin’, keep your day job, vanessa
next time leave that bullsh-t 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 ten men came in a cup you’d probably drink it

[jimmy (eminem)]
okay, folks, enough with the g-y jokes
especially from a g-y broke b-tch yourself, hey lo’
this guy’s a 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 check and bought one ho-ho
f-ckin’ h0m-! little maggot
you can’t hack it; paul’s g-y, you’re a f-ggot
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 cornrows 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 godd-mn boots!
for christ sakes, they’re starting to grow roots!
on this mic you get faded
you look like a p-ssed-off rapper who never made it
and why you f-ckin’ with the g-y guy, g?
when really you’re the one who’s got the hiv
man, i’m done with this clown, he’s soft
f-ck it, i’ll let homegirl finish you off

[vanessa (miz-korona)]
a guy like you would never get a real woman
you jack-ss, go jack off; that’s the only way you c-min’

- eminem

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