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
15.7s
I'll give you a ride to work in the morning. [Woman On TV] I'm afraid you've made a mistake. I don't have any little colored girl in my class. [Woman #2] Why, there's Sarah Jane. There's my baby. You mean Sarah JaneJohnson? Yes, ma'am. I'm Mrs. Johnson.
8 Mile
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
10.9s
[All Laughing] You again? It look like a fuckin' handicap convention in here. - Bunch of crippled motherfuckers. - Oh, yeah. Don't shoot!
8 Mile
2.6s
Up.! Down.!
8 Mile
24.8s
"B. "got more.! Say no more.! B-Rabbit advances to the next round.! He's goin' to the finals. He's goin' up against Papa Doc. That's the way it's goin' down. A'ight, check this. Check this. We're goin' to have a 15-minute intermission. Make sure you tip the bartenders and all that. Fifteen minutes, y'all. Y'all be back for the final round, all right? Yeah, that's all right, 'cause Wink got mo' than seven digits from yo' bitch!
It's your birthday present. My birthday's not for two weeks. I know.
8 Mile
3.2s
[Groans]
8 Mile
5.8s
Okay. We gonna do this again. We gonna do this again. It's hard to judge. A'ight, we'll start with Lotto.
8 Mile
4.2s
D.J.! Spin that shit! [Bass Begins] [Man] He ain't got shit, I say.!
8 Mile
3.3s
- B-Rabbit.! - Let's roll.
8 Mile
16.9s
What up? You got somethin'? - Let me hear somethin; - You can't fuck with us. Yeah. - Let's see what you got. - Come on, Rabbit.! Come on, Rabbit! Get him! No more here. Nah!
8 Mile
15.8s
Rabbit, if you're gonna live here, you have to get along with Greg. He started it. You can't fuck this up for me, baby. You just can't. Whatever.
8 Mile
6.7s
- I'm out, dawg. I'll be outside. - Yeah. A'ight. A'ight, man. By myself.
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'.