[Lickety Split]
 This guy's a choke artist
 Ya catch a bad one
 Your better off shootin yourself
 With Papa doc's handgun
 Climbin up this mountain your weak
 Ill leave you lost without a paddle
 Floatin [bad word] creek

 You ain't Detroit, Im the  Your the new kid on the block
 Bout to get smacked back to the boonedocks
 [bad word] [bad word]  this crowd 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

 Trailor trash, Ill choke you to your last breath
 And have you lookin foolish
 Like Cheddar Bob when he shot himself
 Silly Rabbit, I know why they call you that
 Cause you follow Future like you got carrots up his asscrack
 And when you actin up thats when you got jacked up
 And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up

 Ill crack your shoulder blade
 You'll get drop so hard
 That Elvis start turnin in his grave
 I dont know why they let you out in the dark
 You need to take your white [bad word] back across 8 mile
 To the trailor park

 [Rabbit]
 This guy raps like his parents jerkin
 He sounds like Erick Sermon, the generic version
 This whole crowd looks suspicious
 Its all dudes in here, except for these [bad word]  So Im a German, Eh
 Thats ok, you look like a [bad word] worm with braids
 These Leaders of the Free World rookies
 Lookie, how can 6 [bad word] be pussies

 Talkin bout [bad word] creek
 [bad word]  you could be up [bad word] creek
 With paddles this deep
 Your still gonna sink
 Your a disgrace
 Yeah, they call me Rabbit
 This is a turtle race

 He can't get with me spittin this [bad word]  Wickedly lickety shot
 Spick spickety split lickety
 So Im gonna turn around with a great smile
 And walk my white [bad word] back across 8 mile