8 Mile [OST] - Lunch Truck Rap
8 Mile [OST] - Lunch Truck Rap
[Vanessa (Miz Korona)]
Man, I'm getting so sick and tired
Of fuckin' 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 shit off this fuckin' lunch truck
Nasty-ass food, I'm in a nasty-ass mood
I should've called in sick, shit I had somethin' to do
[Mike (Xzibit)]
I can't believe that I'm hearin' all of this ranting and raving
From Vanessa up here at the New Detroit Stampin'
You need to get your food and take your ass back to work
You're dreamin' if you're thinkin' them corny-ass raps at work
Look at y'all, standin' out here, freezin' like dumb fucks
Rappin' away for food off of this raggedy lunch truck
Who want what, who pumped up to get rolled up?
I spit venom in any direction, soak some up
Look at this fat-ass nigga, sloppy sucker
You an ugly mothafucker, you probably shoulda wore a rubber
Stop rhymin', keep your day job, Vanessa
Next time, leave your bullshit home a dresser
Speakin' of dresses, take a look at Paul the Fruitcake
When you travelin', you probably pack panties in your suitcase
Man on the lace from Victoria's Secret
If Tin Man came in a cup, you probably drink it
[Jimmy "B-Rabbit" Smith Jr. (Eminem)]
Okay folks, enough with the gay jokes
Especially from a gay, broke bitch, yourself, eh, loc
His style's doo-doo
You worked here longer than me and I get payed more than you do
Dawg, take a seat
What's this guy standin' 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
Fuckin' homo, little maggot
You can't hack it, Paul's gay, you're a faggot
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 worked at this plant so long, you're a plant
Look at you're goddamn boots
For Christ sake, they're startin' to grow roots
And this "Mike" could be faded
You look like a pissed-off rapper who never made it
And why you fuckin' with a gay guy, G?
And really, you're the only one who's got the HIV
Man, I'm done with this clown, he's soft
Fuck it, I'll let home-girl finish you off
- Artist:8 Mile (OST)