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37.5s
Yo, that Leave It To Beaver line almost killed me. You flipped it on him. You got it, man. You're a fuckin' genius, man. Just make sure you serve this clown in the next round for me, please. Whup Papa Doc's ass. Yeah, he ain't got no vocabulary. Are you worried about what he's gonna say? What do you mean? You know, about Wink and that Alex bitch gettin' it on... and then, them beatin' you up and givin' you a black eye and shit? - Come on, Cheddar! - Fuck all that. Listen to me, man. - You makin' history tonight. - [Chuckling] It ain't nothin'. You got him. - Oh, yeah. - You got this. [Cheering, Whistling]
8 Mile
1m27s
[Drum Track] Free World, okay? Tell you somethin'. [Bass, Rhythmic Shouting] Check this out. Check this out. Yo. This guy's a choke artist. You catch a bad one, you better off shootin' yourself with Papa Doc's handgun Climbin' up this mountain You're weak, I leave you lost without a paddle Floatin'up shit's creek You ain't Detroit, I'm the "D" You the new kid on the block 'bout to get smacked back to the boondocks Fuckin' Nazi Your squad ain't your type Take some real advice And form a group with Vanilla Ice And what I tell you You better use it This guy's a hillbilly This ain't Willie Nelson music Trailer trash, I'll choke you to your last breath And have you look foolish Like Cheddar Bob when he shot himself Silly Rabbit I know why they call you that 'Cause you follow Future Like he got carrots up his ass crack And when you acted up That's when you got jacked up and act stupid Like Tina Turner when she got smacked up I crack your shoulder blade You'll get dropped so hard That Elvis'll start turnin' in his grave - [Laughing, Groaning] - Now I know why they left you out in the dark Take your white ass back across 8 Mile to the trailer park Oh, no, oh.! Okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay. Very nice, very nice. Let me get that mike, man. Pretty good, pretty good. Hip-hop 101. Hey, Bunny Rabbit. It's your turn, baby. Forty-five seconds. Let this motherfucker feel it. A'ight? Yo, D.J., spin that shit.
8 Mile
4m16s
[Guitar] [Eminem] Look. If you had one shot Or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted In one moment Would you capture it Orjust let it slip Yo, his palms are sweaty Knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already mom's spaghetti He's nervous but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs but he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down The whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth but the words won't come out He's chokin'how Everybody's jokin'now The clock's run out Time's up, over, blaow Snap back to reality Oh, there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't give up that easy No, he won't have it He knows his whole back's to these ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's broke He's so sad that he knows When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's back to the lab again Yo, this whole rap shit He better go capture this moment And hope it don't pass him Just melt in the music The moment you want it you better never let it go You only get one shot Do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime Give it up Just melt in the music the moment you want it You better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes Once in a lifetime Give it up Soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king As we move toward a New World Order A normal life is boring But superstardom's close to postmortem It only grows harder Homie grows hotter He blows us all over His ho's is all on him Coast-to-coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows He's grown farther from home He's no father, he goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water His ho's don't want him no mo' he's cold product And they moved on to the next schmo who flows He nose-dove and sold nada And so the soap opera Is told, it unfolds I suppose it's old, partner But the beat goes on Dah-da-dum, da-dum da-dah Lose yourself in the music The moment you want it You better never let it go You only get one shot Do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime Lose yourself in the music The moment you want it You better never let it go You only get one shot Do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime Give it up No more games I'm gonna change What you call rage Tear this motherfuckin'roof off Like two dogs caged I was playin'in the beginning The mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher Best believe somebody's payin'the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to- Five and I can't provide the right type of Life for my family 'Cause man, these goddamn food stamps Don't buy diapers And it's no movie There's no Mekhi Phifer This is my life and these times are so hard And it's gettin'even harder Tryin'to feed and water my seed plus Teeter-totter caught up between bein'a father and a prima donna Baby momma drama screamin' on her too much for me to wanna stay in one spot Another day of monotony's gotten me to the point I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfuckin'option Failure's not Mom, I love you but this trailer's got to go I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot, so here I go It's my shot Feet fail me not This may be the only opportunity that I got You better Lose yourself in the music The moment you want it You better never let it go You only get one shot Do not miss your chance to blow this opportunity comes once in a lifetime Give it up Lose yourself in the music The moment you want it You better never let it go You only get one shot Do not miss your chance to blow this opportunity comes once in a lifetime Move it up You can do anything you set your mind to, man. [Drums, Piano]
8 Mile
1m44s
Now, everybody from the 3-1-3 Put your motherfuckin' hands up and follow me Everybody from the 3-1-3 Put your motherfuckin' hands up Look, look Now while he stands tough Notice this man did not have his hands up This Free World's got you gassed up Now who's afraid of the big, bad wolf One, two, three and to the four One Pac, 2Pac, 3Pac, four 4Pac, 3Pac, 2Pac, one You're Pac, he's Pac No Pac, none This guy ain't no motherfuckin' M.C. I know everything he's got to say against me I am white, I am a fuckin' bum I do live in a trailer with my mom My boy Future is an Uncle Tom I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob Who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun I did get jumped by all six of you chumps And Wink did fuck my girl I'm still standin' here screamin' "Fuck Tha Free World" Don't never try to judge me Dude, you don't know what the fuck I been through But I know something about you You went to Cranbrook That's a private school What's the matter, dawg You embarrassed This guy's a gangsta His real name's Clarence Clarence lives at home with both parents, Clarence's parents have a real good marriage He don't know how to battle He's shook 'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks He's scared to death He's scared to look At his fuckin'yearbook - Fuck Cranbrook - [Music Stops] Fuck a beat. I go a cappella. Fuck a Papa Doc. Fuck a clock. Fuck a trailer. Fuck everybody. Fuck y'all if you doubt me! I'm a piece of fuckin' white trash, I say it proudly. And fuck this battle. I don't want to win. I'm outtie. Here, tell these people something they don't know about me.
8 Mile
19.9s
I don't understand why the media's not all over this. It's just a matter of time before it all happens again. The city don't give a fuck. [Together] What the hell is he talkin' about? That abandoned house where that little girl got raped. [D.J. Iz] What you call "an attractive nuisance. " You better believe that place wouldn't still be standing if it was on the other side of 8 Mile. It could have been Lily, Rabbit.
8 Mile
19.2s
You plan on tellin' me about this, huh? Oh, honey, th-that was just a mistake. You're a fuckin' liar. Hey, man! No, no. Stay out of this, Rabbit. It's okay, don't worry. I'm takin' care of... - Don't! - [Screams] Fuck, man! What the fuck is your problem? You don't touch my mother, man. Just stay out of it. Stay out of it.
8 Mile