8 Mile (2002)
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Cheddar, I can rip you to a shred of cheddar cheese. There's not a better M.C. than me. I'm B-Rabbit, bitch. Sting like a bee. Float like a butterfly. What am I? So what if I cut a guy? Did I s-s-stutter, guy? Leave you punch drunk From lunch truck to Shelter. You never felt the wrath of helter-skelter melt ya, got the belt for the welterweight champ. You got in with a fake stamp. [Chuckles] Garbage bag full of clothes, still pullin' ho's. Rip you from head to toe, from leg to bullet hole. Next gun, pull it slow. And aim at Tha Free World 'fore you let it go. Instead of, "Oh! I just shot my dick head." [Laughing] And yes, you do got a big head. I can't call it. Cheddar, where's your wallet? You're so drunk, you can out-drink the Alkoholiks. Make 'em say, "Damn! Cheddar's the man. He needs a can surgically removed from his hand..."