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[Rap On Radio] I look like crap. If we knew it was today, I wouldn't have never gone out drinking... after the show last night. [Wink] I could always reschedule. No, no, no, no, no. I want to do it. Yeah. You want to do it? I want to do it. Yeah. When are we gonna see this little pictorial in a magazine, Alex? Pictorials for Playboy, fool. In fashion, it's "editorial." God damn, Frederick Douglass, will you shut the fuck up? It's for her book, man. - So she can get a job. - That's one book I'd definitely read. [D.J. Iz] That'd be the only one. [Rap Continues, Indistinct]
8 Mile
24.4s
[Announcer, Rapper's Voices In Distance] It's an honor for mejust to come on WJLB and have you doin'this for me. I really appreciate it. [D.J.] No problem, baby. You know, wejust here to represent the "D. " You know, and take care of our artists and take care ofhome. And I hope you have a successful career, 'cause I know you puttin'it down. You represent real hard for the 3-1-3. For sure, man, I'm doin' it. I'm doin' it for y'all, man. This is for Detroit. 3-1-3, baby. Love.
8 Mile
52.5s
You were scared. You were scared. No, you were scared. You were scared. Man, you know how many abandoned buildings we have in Detroit? How are you supposed to take pride in your neighborhood with shit like that next door? And does the city tear 'em down? No. They too busy building casinos and taking money from the people. Shut your preachin' ass up. Nobody care about that shit. Did you care when that crackhead raped that little girl? You think that would have happened if he didn't have an abandoned house to take her to? They caught him, didn't they? Yeah, they caught him. Dumb motherfucker went back to the house. How stupid could a nigga be? Yo, Rabbit. What's happening under that hood, man? It's just a short. Chill out. I ain't gettin' back in that piece of shit. It's a deathtrap. I think Jimmy's mom's tryin'to kill him. Yeah. But she's so goddamn fine. Hell, yes. Don't be sayin' shit about my mom or my fuckin' car, man. I hear everythin'.
8 Mile
51.1s
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..."
8 Mile