D12

[! M@ro@mD !]

 

Song: Another Public Service Annoucement

[bass Brother]

Ok

This is another

Public service announcement

brought to you in part...

 

*Punch*

 

[Rondell Beene]

Yo

This thing on?

good good hell yea

Look, im speaking on behalf of d12

and if you get affended by words like

######

ho

sissy

######

homo

lezbian

fudge packer

###### eater

all that sh*t like that

then you should turn this sh*t off right now

cuz thats just some of the sh*t

no thats the only sh*t you gonna hear right here on this album

its not that they dont have creativity

or some sh*t like that, that aint the case

we just like sayin sh*t like that, just to f*ck with you

hey! I told you to hold him down, now hes running

f*ck it *bang*

god damnit if you would have just stayed still

nothing would have happened to you

just goes to show you, if you f*ck with us

sh*t can happen... ######

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: sh*t Can Happen

[Kon Artis]

Yo, that's right motherf**kers we back

Same slanging

Orangutaning

Wilding out on hoodrats that say I act

Like I'm too famous

To say hi and tell 'em what My Name Is

But really I'm still nameless

You niggas don't get it yet do you?

Kill or not

Platinum or flop

I'll still put it through you

With a luger that'll spit fire

And hit higher

Than a pitch by a b*tch like Mariah

You think for one second since we got a deal

That we won't deal with you in front of St. Andrew's still

You gay rappers better learn that

I won't stop until I see 'em turn back

If you don't slow that road you pack

You gon' see these Runyan Ave. niggas

That really need some Prozac

To show that ask the others

Brigade'll lay you down

Next to your mother's mother's grandmothers

 

[Kuniva]

You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight

Ready to fight

And half the niggas I give DAT to

I don't even like

The same cat who never gave a ###### about your name

I gives a f**k about it

Like the next L.A. Clippers game

I'll kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom

You ain't a madam

It's really unexplainable how I have 'em

Who call theyselves screaming about a challenge

Nigga we got a gift while you barely making it off of mere talent

My skills are deeply imbedded

Even your hoe said it

She was knock-kneed

I f**ked her now she bow-legged

In the middle of rapping I drop the mic

And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrapping

Kuniving Kon Artis my nigga we get it cracking

While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughing

 

[Chorus: Kon Artis] (x2)

(sh*t can happen)

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh

(sh*t can happeeen)

sh*t can happen to him and your ######

(sh*t can happen)

You can be touched don't think you can't

(sh*t can happeeen)

Cuz niggas ain't f**king around no more man

 

[swifty]

The feds can't hold me (why?)

I hold feds

I was born with a dark ###### cloud over my head (uh huh)

Raining acid (nigga)

You can't refrain from getting your ###### kicked

Cuz you talk too much

You asked for it

I'm on some massive sh*t

Everybody ignore me

They wouldn't f**k with me if I was performing at an orgy

These niggas get confronted (what up now?)

Then they change stories

I catch you and they thinking everything's hunky dory

I even have you pour me the gasoline for me (do it)

Pulling up slowly

Cop tailing your homies

Met a lot of niggas but you wouldn't wanna know me (for real)

Your ###### might not even make it home with your roley (nigga)

Don't even try

In your system like eco lie

Trying to beef with me

Nigga please, your people die

I'm so wicked that my momma gave birth illegally (uh huh)

I survived the abortion immediately (Surprise!!!)

 

[Eminem]

Picture me sitting in a jail cell rotting

Or barricaded in a motel with twelve shotguns

When the *cops* come knocking

Each hands got one

Cocked ready to dump slugs heavy as shot puts

One man army

Guns can't harm me

Young and ornery

Worse than my Uncle Ronnie

Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me

I can't stop airing out my dirty laundry

Middle fingers flip at censorship

Your friends just flipped

Over this swift penmanship

Ever since I spit some sh*t on Infinite

I been giving it a hundred and ten percent

Cuz when I vent most of my energy's

Spent on enemies

Eighty percent of what I invent is hennessy

And twenty percent is from being hungry as sin

Ten is because I love being under your skin

Ya, (sh*t) sh*t can happen

So stick to rapping

Quit the yapping

Or I'ma lift the mac in

That can lead to another mishap happening

Skip the crap

Get the can of whoop ###### cracking

 

Chorus (x2)

 

[Outro: Eminem]

(sh*t can happen)

It can and it will

(sh*t can happeeen)

f**k around with Amityville

(sh*t can happen)

And you die

Insanity still

(sh*t can happeeen)

Mentality of twelve motherf**kers in six different bodies

(sh*t can happen)

With their personality split

(sh*t can happeeen)

f**king you up with hit after hit

(sh*t can happen)

Sticking you up with clip after clip

(sh*t can happeeen)

Making you suck d*ck after d*ck

(sh*t can happen)

(sh*t can happeeen)

Dirty motherf**kin dozen

(sh*t can happen)

The Kon Artis

(sh*t can happeeen)

Motherf**kin Peter S. Bizarre

Swifty McVay

The Kuniva

Dirty fatherf**kin Harry

Puttin you down in the cemetary

You get buried

All of you motherf**kers suck our motherf**king ######

We are not playing

We are not playing

We are not bullsh*tting

This is not a motherf**king joke

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Pistol Pistol

[bizarre]Yeah, welcome to Amityville

[swifty]Detroit Nigga

[bizarre]The reason why rappers gotta pack Pistols

[swifty]Why is that?

 

*Laughing*

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

(Can't go nowhere without my gun)

Slick criminal with this sh*t I spit use

(I walk the streets I got my gun)

Like a bullet came back that just missed then hit you

(I'm goin to sleep I got my gun)

I say the type of sh*t parents slit they wrist to

(Can't go nowhere without my gun)

ed to hand em the amp you they miss the sh*t to

(Can't go nowhere without my gun)

To many enemies on my list to sit trough

(I walk the streets I got my gun)

body got my back in this b*tch but this do

(I'm goin to sleep I got my gun)

Sorry officer I don't care how ###### I get you

(Don't go nowhere without my gun

But I don't goin around without my pistol pistol

 

[swifty]

Nigga we violently active

So f*ck with us

See I'm backwards

I slap niggaz and punch b*tches

Just for askin

They must have been wanting to meet the lord

When my parents talked to me they got mean mugged and ignored

They was snoopin trough my closet

Seein drugs on the floor

Shells from the forty four scattered over they porch

Bussin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you

Tryin to break your neck to conversate

b*tch, I l do it for you

Catch me laughin at your funeral when they lower you

You and your hoe

You got's to go

b*tches died slow and horrible

There's no tomorrow fo any nigga

We'll shower you

We young strapped and powerful

And I ain't gotta lie to you

 

[Proof]

Stepped in the door wavin the fo fo

Blazin at popo

escapin and lay low

they call my tongue yayo

But I spit fire

I lit five inside a f*ckin d*ckryder

The clip slider

Love to blast the mag

You a ######

You love bein ###### to ######

Grab a gun by the nose with the but the gat spank ya

Never say that I'm a gangsta (Now that's gangsta)

Y'all niggaz sound like Jigga but act like Pac

Yo my trigga got the flu and this gat might cough

It ain't nuttin to tell

Empty shells for the witness

I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell out of business

It won't be the same since we touchin the game

Make the hardest nigga in your crew

Tuck in this chain

Y'all think this sh*t's a game and I bluffin for fame

I squeeze of this tech until nothing remains

 

Chorus

 

[Kuniva]

The only time that I'm at peace is when I'm close to one

Cuz I don't know what's waitin for me when my vocals are done

Toke the gun

It's my way of life and it works

These cowardly niggaz'll put your f*ckin life in the dirt

Cause it was wrong how they left my dawg he was priceless

Alone in the streets bleedin starin layin lifeless

That's why I'm heated

You never know who start creepin

Wakin you up with AK's while you lie sleepin

I'd rather pack the heat and not need it

Rather then need one and not have it

I married this glockmatic

 

Nowhere without my gun

 

[Kon Artist]

You know the sound when I'm spinnin rounds

Spittin these rounds from fo pounds

While the whole crowd is screamin this loud from they mouth

Is they possibly alive

*Shooting and screaming*

Nothing is parrallel to makin you carousel aerial somersault

Like fast wheels who will perish shells

Denaun carry the nine where I go

Bullets whistling hit you while I'm shootin at five-o's

So semi-auto...matic with statics to motto's

swingin like Columbine kids from Colorado

 

Chorus

 

[bizarre]

This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock

It'll make Jehovah witnesses think b4 they knock (Sorry sorry)

It'll make your grandmother come out of her purse

It'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst

It'll make Holyfield start fighting

It'll make Ma$e say f*ck church and then go back to writin

It'll make Shyne say that he sounds like Biggie Smalls

It'll make R. Kelly give respect to Erron Hall

It'll make Christopher Reeves start walkin

It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barkin

It'll make a nut turn into a filthy ######

It'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a f*ckin mutt

It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde

It'll make a redneck start to read the holy Coram

It'll make Ike stop beatin Tina

It'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina

 

Chorus

 

[Eminem]Pistol Pistol

[swifty]Nigga, you better have aim

[Eminem]I ain't goin nowhere without my Pistol Pistol

[swifty]Cuz if you don't you finished

[swifty]Flat out

[Eminem]Sorry Officer

[bizarre]Detroit

[swifty]Nigga

[bizarre]Detroit

[Eminem]I'm sorry

[swifty]What?

[Eminem]f*ck it

[bizarre]The f*ck we stayin

[swifty]f*ck around and get popped

[swifty]With no hesitation

[swifty]Straight up

[bizarre]Look where the f*ck we stay at

[bizarre]Nigga what where the f*ck we stay at

[bizarre]f*ck around with us

[bizarre]You get us popped

[bizarre]You f*ckin get us popped

 

*Laughin*

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Nasty Mind

(laughing)

Stop

You want me to do what?

What are those?

You want me to stick those in what?

 

[Chorus: Bizarre]

What is on your nasty mind?

(Nasty mind, nasty mind)

Don't you wanna get f****d from behind?

(From behind, from behind)

They treat me like a dirty slave

(Dirty slave, dirty slave)

And beat me like I won't behave

I just wanna get freaky baby

 

[swift]

I'm to Swift on my toes

To get caught up with you h**s

You don't know me (uh huh)

See I ain't gotta front to play the role (for real)

I'm a Know-G

I know when you're being phony

See you're probably boning them officers

Just to pull up on me (s**t)

That's why sixty percent of women is lonely (uh huh)

They getting my mix only

They trying to creep slowly because they nosy

I ain't listen to what my momma told me

I f**k 'em and pa** 'em to my homies (right)

Then he f**k 'em and pa** 'em to the homies (take her)

I'm a nasty a** macaroni

You flashing fast money

You can pa** the Roley

F**k a alimony (b***h)

If you want me

And ain't out screaming about your monthly

I'll be sticking your pretty a** until you turn ugly (######)

You suddenly see stars when f*cking me

Ain't no ménage

It's I-want-'em-in-threes

Release your garments (trick)

It ain't even me to hold back

I'll f**k your moms quick

Have her running around this b***h screaming

"That's my d**k!!"

 

[Kuniva]

Yo, I know I'm dogmatic

But your p****y walls have had it (that's right)

It's evident that you been f*****g like a jackrabbit

But I stay focused (b***h)

So I acted like I didn't notice

And f****d her with no baby lotion

And bust in the soap dish

Hoe you can quote this

Your breath is smelling like

You done sucked a senior citizen's old d**k

Go spit (######)

You gon' get chocked quick

Talking all that hoe s**t

All agressive asking for a slow kiss

No b***h (get the f**k outta here)

You like freaking

See you every night creeping

Sucking off the nice deacons

sl*t you made his wife leave him (c**t)

So keep slurping

I'll be down to the fullest

But forget it b***h

Your nipples look like AK bullets (I'm out)

 

Chorus

 

[Kon Artis]

Yo, I'm tearing down whatever you built

Your marriage is through

Cuz I answered your wife's door naked

Wrapped in a quilt

Hoes say,

"Kon Artis got a d**k so big"

Man, I could persuade any b***h

To have eight of my kids

sh*t, b***h

I should be locked up

For having honies' legs cocked up

In the back of my pop's truck

I'm not f****d up

I just got a fetish for shooting

Come in coochie

Till the p***y is booting it back out

I 69'd this one b***h and she bled in my mouth (s**t)

Kicked her out

Cleaned the couch out

And beat up my crouch

I don't gotta creep in motels

I cheat at my house

See I'm a dog

I don't need to keep a secret hide out (naw)

 

[bizarre]

All night I been snorting

Your age and where you're from

Is just not important (naw)

You look like one of my mistresses

On welfare, ten kids like the rest of my b*****s

Dreams of f*cking a handicapped b***h

Suck my d**k while your teeth start to grit (w***e)

Inner slave, that's how I want you to treat me

I ain't into S&M

But I love when you beat me

I told you I was a ###### a** freak

While I'm beating my meat

Your daughter acting like she asleep (ya right)

My love is like thunder and lightning

After it's over

I'm looking like I got my a** kicked by Tyson

 

Chorus

 

I just wanna get freaky baby (repeat)

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Aint Nuttin But Music

[Eminem] its sh*t like this i kick to these rich white kids

who just might see how f*cked up this sick life is

whoops i did it again, didnt i? my sh*t,

its harder to figure out then what britneys tit size is (wooooo)

i probably ###### u off again, didnt i ######? (so what)

grab christina gaguilera, kiss my grits

do u know how many sh*ts i give, i wish i did

so i could quit givin these twisted little kids ideas

this just in, britney just kissed justin

she just f*cked ben

got tit f*cked

and ###### sucked him

if affleck can get his ###### licked how come i cant, sh*t

god ###### ######, im rich, i cant understand this

are those pictures i made of us together on the internet

as close as im eva gonna get to hittin her from the back

sh*t, when it comes to that, i hit harder from the back

then everlast when hes pluggin lethal in his f*ckin ######

just gimme 1 more chance, britney hit me 1 more time

let me know whats on ur mind, whitney give me 1 more line

to sniff, u f*ckers know what time it is

f*ck ur jewelery my records almost diamond ######

 

[chorus]

[Eminem]

whats goin on in the world today? people fightin, feudin, lootin, its ok

let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll, tell em dre

[drdre]

it aint nuttin but music

[Eminem]

whats goin on in the world today? people fightin, feudin, lootin, its ok

let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll, tell em dre

[drdre]

it aint nuttin but music

 

[bizarre]

eminem doesnt like nsync, well i do

so f*ck him and the backstreet boys too (yea i said it)

whateva happened to the cast of different strokes?

garys broke, todd snort coke, and dana an overdose (ahhhh)

i got two little boys with me

michael jackson sent two helicopters to get me (heee heeee)

im up early with my hair curly

me and mr.furley f*ckin lavern and shirly

 

[Kuniva]

alotta rappers are livin in la la land

thats why i lets my dogs out on the baha men (bark)

as bad as the life i had, im not mad

i dont need to be a jackass to beat up my dad (punch)

my whole familys country, my grandmothers oldfashioned

she keeps askin me why i rap with a honky

but granny im a flunky, i could b a junkie

i could b hangin with the hoochies outta the club scene

 

[Kon Artis]

for all the indpendent women in the house (house)

show us ur tits and shut ur mother f*ckin mouths

 

[Proof]

Robert downey, bobby brownie, whitney housten the sh*t shes usin,

jesse jackson, reverand scandal, got george michaels, tevin campbell

pee-wee hermans, peep show places, public restrooms, beat those cases

 

[chorus]

 

[swift]

your mom and dad probably mad at us (for what?)

we done turned their kids into little body snatchers

they like where im from (uh huh), we dont bite our tongue (yea)

are you sure you want niggas 21 to carry guns? (blah blah blah)

its sad but im glad that im made to rhyme

when you work, you aint gettin paid for that overtime (######)

its only music, media know it, but they blind (thats right)

i aint in ur life so stay the hell up outta mine (nigga)

and your the reason why princess diana ended up dying

you people get offended, i dont care

(stop cryin)

tryin to get us to leave

cuz what we say just aint playin

but holdin me back from what i say just aint me

 

[Kon Artis]

now whats these parents so mad for?

(ur music is bad) for teenage kids who drink more than ted danson in cheers

carson drinks beers, we all ###### and ###### and cuss out our ###### (shut up)

(poor or rich) i still do the same old sh*t,

i dont jump infront of a camera and say no sh*t

when they ask me about my sarcastic-ness

i just slap them, turn around and ask them this

 

[chorus]

[Eminem]

La La, La

La La La La, La

La La, La

La La La La, La

[group]

OoooooooOOOoooooooooOOOO

OoooooooOOOoooooooooOOOO

[Kuniva]

Look for that new D12 R&B Album coming soon

Straight R&B, Straight R&B, Straight R&B

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: American Pyscho

[Eminem]

I'm the devil

If ever there was such a thing

The results of much too many drugs

What you're seeing

I'm a mind f**ked

Completely disgusting

(im what?)

I'm a human mutt

f**k a being I'm a dog

f**k lambs

I'm silenc of them all

I'm involved in murders

Forensic science couldn't solve

Giant set of balls

Too big to buy a set of drawers

Might as well unzip my fly and let 'em fall

To the floor

Each thought's completely warped

I'm like a walking...talking...Ouija Board

Speaking in tongues

I've never spoke this speech before

Khem dellelleh

Enemech noomph meekh neesh meekh nohph

Have you ever experienced spirits and lyrics

When you hear 'em you scared

To stare into any mirrors when you near 'em

Well if so

Get ready for some s**t yo

This some kinda sick joke?

s**t no

Motherf**king schizo

So disturbed

you just go

so berserk

You tip toes

fist first

with scissors

To slit throats

of just hoes

It just goes

to shizow

You dizon't

fizuck with

Someone this disturbed

Sipping on syzerup

So lock your doors

Drop to the floor

Get your shotguns drawn

Here comes another Clockwork Orange

Look at Bizarre

Do you really think he's right in his mind?

What the f**k you think's going through it

When he's writing his rhyme?

 

[Chorus]

You 'bout to

Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller

Mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine

In your wildest dreams

You feel his pain in his silent screams

 

You 'bout to

Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller

Mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine

In your wildest dreams

You feel his pain in his vilent screams

 

[bizarre]

Its friday night, Im at a rave again

picking up transvestites on my harley davidson

(man hop on)

My girlfriends a crack head ######

She'll come to your door

Suck your d**k on the floor

and take your bottles to the store

(nigga im takin these)

Have you ever seen a b***h beat because she wont cheat

run the street and suck another niggas meat

Im sons 16 years old with no where to stay

(dad its me)

I told him he wasn't mine and slammed the door on his face

I aint got no food, my job ive been cheated

My girlfriend had a misscarriage (im sorry I had to eat it)

My d**k is burning (it isn't 'cause of disease)

its because im jacking off with gasoline mixed anitfreeze

Im living in waco texas, me and my girl

f**k david karish, im startin my own world

Its called bizarres cemetary, its scary

eatin the virgins cherry (there all gonna laugh at your carrey)

 

[Chorus]

 

I was born feet first, smoke 40's and drink weed

The lord rehearsed my birth, im the worst breed

a nigga you never set sight on

my right arms

got more power then fiva ivon dragons python

(journey into the mind of pyschopath killa)

light your a** like a liquid nitro gas spilla

pyscho slash micheal myers, micheal jack's thrilla

riffle slash knife ###### dash cop killa

As a youngin I was beat for just livin

Cross dressed just to get thrown in the womens prison

I guess i was just dressed to be a hoodlem

being pressed cause the stress that cause the ridelin

pressed dressed and ridelin

cause the cops feelins to be hurt after they seen what i did to those children

i vallgareck your bo derrick

i through your face flat out the tarrace

so you can have somethine to stare at.

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Thats How

This is how it happens to you

That's how people get f**ked up

This is how it happens to you

That's how people get f**ked up

 

[Kuniva]

If you a loud mouth

Trying to wild out

And we see just how you laying

And we peep your style out

(You a punk)

When you chilling out in front of your truck

And get stuck

 

That's how niggas get f**ked up

 

[Proof]

No love at home with your infolks

And the world just keeps f**king with your mental

And all these kids making fun of your trench coat

 

That's how students get shot up

 

[Kon Artis]

Hating on us but you come to our show

f**k them niggas, I crowd surf and you let me go

Oh no

Whip your ###### when I get off the floor

Just so you know though

 

That's how haters get f**ked up

 

[swift]

When the police pull you over and sh*t and find gonja

Now every month they checking on your ######

They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since

And now they sweating you

 

That's how P.O.'s get f**ked up

 

[Kuniva]

When your mans hook you up with a b***h

Over the phone

And when you see her

She ugly as sh*t (God ######)

Now at the end of the date she want a kiss

And some d**k

 

That's how blind dates get f**ked up

 

[Proof]

Say we got a real crew with a lot of skill

And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills

Y'all fools just mad cuz y'all ain't got a deal

 

Local rappers talk too much

 

[Kon Artis]

You don't like this pain

But you roll with punks

Manage to trip the alarm

And you all get stumped

Cops got AK's

Y'all only got pumps

That sh*t's just dumb

 

That's how Cruzzie got locked up

 

[swift]

When your ###### wanna walk in the club

But 'stead of telling you to wait

The nigga wanna push and shove (move)

They get trampled from the niggas you brought

So move over

 

That's how bouncers get f**ked up

 

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[Kuniva]

When you get your guns outta the stash

And gather all your homies up

To go and shoot up a pad

Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas

You better haul ######

 

That's how drive-bys get f**ked up

 

[Proof]

Mixing weed with the brew

Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes

Nitrous balloon

Acid tablets and magic mushrooms

 

That's how D12 get f**ked up

 

[Kon Artis]

I like your records

But my album ain't dropped

Dr. Dre's my favorite

b***h get off his ######

Got a backstage pass and I need to get off

Wanna meet da-da-da Doc?

 

That's how groupies get tossed up

 

[bizarre]

Drop outta school

Take drugs and molest ######

Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut

Your parents don't like me, but guess what (what)

 

Cuz Bizarre don't give a f**k

 

[Kuniva]

Chokin' your wife all in front of your peeps

She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep

They back together by the end of the week

That's so sweet

 

Slim and Kim argue too much

 

[Proof]

Invite a ho to your house

While your b***hes out

Now you got this d**k

All up in her f**kin mouth

Pull it out

And then you bust off on her favorite blouse

 

That's how Clinton got caught up

 

[Kon Artis]

Steal cars, wreck bars, got f**ked up beyond

Recognition, walk in 50 clubs like we stars

Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and f**k b***hes

 

That's how Runyan Ave. is cut

 

[swift]

When your life wasn't raised up right

See your mother coming home

With different niggas every night

And then you run in to the one you don't like

So get the f**k off ::shooting::

 

That's how step-dads get f**ked up

 

This is how it happens to you

That's how people get f**ked up

This is how it happens to you

That's how people get f**ked up

 

This is how it happens to you

That's how people get f**ked up

This is how it happens to you

That's how people get f**ked up

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Purple Pills

[Chorus]

I take a couple uppers

I down a couple downers

But nothing compares

To these blue and yellow purple pills

I been to mushroom mountain

Once or twice but who's countin'

But nothing compares

To these blue and yellow purple pills

 

[Eminem]

Cool, calm, just like my mom

With a couple of valium inside her palm

It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve

To roll up on you like Christopher Reeve

I can't describe the vibe I get

When I drive by 6 people

And 5 I hit

Ah s**t

I started a mosh pit

Squashed a b***h

And stomped the foster kids

These shrooms make me hallucinate

Then I sweat till I start losing weight

Till I see dumb s**t start happenin'

Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again

So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce

(Shooting)

I said c'mon bounce

Everybody in the house with a half an ounce

Not weed I meant coke dumb ###### sit down

We don't bulls**t, better ask around

D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town

Bizarre, your mom is passing out

Get her ###### on the couch 'fore she crashes out

 

[Kon Artist & Kuniva]

f**k that, someone help Denaun

He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn

Hey Von

You see me stepping on these leprechauns?

It gotta be acid cuz the X is gone

Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian

And I think my arm is gone

It's probably numb

Dumb, dumb, and full of cumm

And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue

Scary ###### it was a false alarm

You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on

So stop acting stupid

You so high

That you might wake up with a guy

On some new s**t

I think I did too much

This substance equals cuffs

Red pills, blue pills, and green

Big pills (That's ill)

Mescaline

 

Chorus

 

[Hook]

Dirty Dozen

80 of us

Shady brothers

Ladies love us

That's why our baby mothers

Love us but they hate each other

They probably wanna take each other out

And date each other

Some-, something, something, something

Something, something, something, something

 

[Proof]

Pop pills

Pills I pop

Pop two pills

On stilts I walk

Snort two lines that were filled with chalk

Thought it was Incredible I killed the Hulk

I wanna roll away

Like a rollerblade

Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days

And when I'm old and gray

Look for coke to smoke

I overdose

When I pack up my nose with coke

*cough cough cough*

I must have broke the choke

Had an accident when the Trojan broke

Ahh, poor baby

Born by wh**e lady

Now I gotta straight born *infant*

(You're crazy!)

 

[swifty]

I pop four E's at one time

And I don't need water when I'm swallowing mine

(You got any shroom?)

Does Bizarre smoke crack?

I can't get jobs

Cuz our arms show tracks

Why the hell you niggas think I rap?

I do it just to get your company hijacked

If you like smack

Then I might too

(Swift, chill)

I just wanna get high like you

And I don't give a ###### if they white or blue

Speed, shrooms, down the valiums

Even smoke weed outta vacuums

I just got some and I'm going back soon

 

Chorus

 

[bizarre]

I'm at rave

Looking like a slave

High off chronic

Gin and tonic demonic

Body smelt like vomit

###### poppin', acid choppin', dope heavy guy

Heroine mescaline pimp

So ladies wanna try

Blue pills, golden seals

Got Bizarre actin' ill

Drugs kill (Yeah, right)

b***h I'm for real

Shut your mouth you dirty s**t

You know you want it in your butt

I'll put it in your ###### Let Bizarre nutt

 

Chorus

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Fight Music

[Chorus: Eminem]

This kinda music

Use it and you get in to do ****

Whenever you hear some ****

And you can't refuse this

Just some ****

For these kids to trash their rooms with

Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****

The type of ****

That you don't have to ask who produced it

You just know

That's the new ****

The type of s**t that causes mass confusion

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

 

[Kon Artist]

I come to every club with intention to do harm

With a prosthetic arm

And smelling like Boone Farm

Hiding under tables as soon as I hear alarms

Paranoid thief it to steal from his own mom

Kuniving Kon

Artis with a bomb

Strapped to my stomach screaming

"Let's get it on"

A ###### that love the drank

Drunk driving a tank

Rolling over a bank

Cops see my and faint

It's drastic

And I'm passed my limit of coke

I think I'll up my high by slitting your throat

Push a baby carriage into the street

Till it's minced meat

Your men's been beat

The minute I step foot on your street

This is fight music!

 

[bizarre]

You know why my hands are so numb? (No)

Cuz my grandmother sucked my ****

And I didn't ###### (Oh)

Smacked this wh**e for talking crap (*****)

So what if she's handicapped (What?)

The b***h said Bizarre couldn't rap

I ****** Hate You

I take your drawers down and rape you

While Dr. Dre videotapes you (Hell yeah!)

Satan got me on this song

Eatin a hotdog readin the Holy Korahn (sp?)

While I'm on the john

Tired of wearin this yellow thong

Take it back Sisqo

You know where it belongs

Now here's a gun

I put it in your palm (baw)

Now go over there and blow off Dru Hill's arms

**** them love songs

 

[Chorus]

 

[Proof]

It's ___, who you gon bring on?

Who you gon swing on?

I'm King Kong

I'll blow you to Kingdome Come

I'll show you machine gun f**k

Sixteen M16's

One pump

Snubbing my paw

Shove it in your jaw

Have you runnin out this f**kin club in your drawers

We lovin the brawls, it's nothin to applaud

But **** it it's all good

The hood is up in us all

It's Fight music

 

[swifty]

I'm a nigga that love scuffles

And won't hesitate to sock you again with swollen knuckles

I'm like that

Catch a nigga like bear traps

Blow his head back right in front of the precinct

I slap your freak

Bump you and won't speak

If you step on my feet

You get drowned in your own drink

I suffocated my shrink just for talkin

Came back and f**ked up his pall bearers

And made them drop his coffin

It's fight music

 

[Kuniva]

These beez I'm swingin and stingin em

See all these niggaz when I step in the club?

I'm bringin em

And any nigga lookin too hard

We Rodney King-in him

Malice Green-in him

And gasoline-in him with premium

Light a cigarette flick it at him and spit it at him

Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him

Blast while you right lookin

Right where your wife's lookin

f**k fight music b***h

This is losin your life music

 

[Eminem]

If I could capture the rage

Of today's youth and bottle it

Crush the glass with my bare hands and swallow it

And spit it back in the face of you racists

And hypocrites who think the same **** but don't say s**t

You Liberaces, Versaces and Nazi's watch me

Cuz you figured you got me and this hot seat

You ************* wanna judge me cuz you're not me

You'll never stop me

I'm top speed and you pop me

I came to save these new generations of babies

From parents who failed to raise them cuz the lazy

So grow to praise me, I'm makin em go crazy

That's how I got the whole nation to embrace me

And you fugazy if you think I'm a admit wrong

I'll cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sicked on

And this song is for any kid who get's picked on

A sick song to retaliate to and it's called

 

Chorus

IT'S FIGHT MUSIC!

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Pimp Like Me

Eminem]

G-sh*t

 

[bizarre]

What up?

I gotta tell you mtoherf*ckers the truth

This is straight G-sh*t

And all you can do is respect it

 

[swifty]

Well I'ma state my name

Swift McVay

None of y'all niggas got sh*t to say

Rhymes keep coming off like a toupee

Plus I'm big headed running things my way

A selfish man

The back of the hand

We slapping the hell outta hoes because I can

Prostitute

I want my loot

And I don't give a f*ck about your broke ###### man and

Y'all giving niggas what they need and

Till b***hes understand the meaning

Swift McVeigh is blowing up

Corvarciet till I'm throwing up

Wanna player hate me b***h so what?

What's your function?

Where's your bucks?

All you wanna do is wanna stick him up

You wanna rob me but I got too much

D12 naturally lifted

You niggas better duck when I ###### the biscuit

You f*ck with me

I f*ck with you

Your entourage, nigga, f*ck them too

I got grenades

What the hell you little 22 gon' do?

(Y'all ain't gon' shoot)

Y'all major soft

Cops get mad cuz I paid 'em off (what)

Made 'em cough (ya)

Blood and sh*t (ha)

That's what the hell y'all motherf*ckers get

We runs this b***h

So, hey, you ain't gotta be scared to f*ck (f'real)

If he want head then prepare to suck (do it)

Even if the nigga don't care to nutt

For every stroke it's a hundred bucks

Respect the game

You just a sl*t

So open your legs up and get my guts(??) (b***h)

 

[Chorus: Eminem (Dina Rae)]

You just a (hoe)

You just my (hoe)

Dirty ###### (hoe)

I'm your pimp

You my b***h

You just a (hoe)

You just my (hoe)

Dirty ###### (hoe)

I'm your pimp

You my b***h

You just a (hoe)

You just my (hoe)

Dirty ###### (hoe)

I'm your pimp

You my b***h

Go get my (dough)

Go bring me my (dough)

Dirty ###### (hoe)

I'm your pimp

You my b***h

 

[Proof]

I do spit game

No longer than my name

The way my chain hang

My nuts do the same

Don't pay ######

###### pay me

b***h, sl*t, hoe, or lady

And knowing the fact I was born to mac

That's why I got a hoe in the back

Blowing my sack

Got good game

It's a hood thang

Got a huge brain

Loot of pootang

But I'm all bank

Run that cheese

Tell that trick nigga (come back please)

I'm a L-7 that's a square

You my bottom hoe

You gotta know

Off to a plan to make a lot of dough

So suck fast b***h and swallow slow

b***h quit talking back

Now walk the track

 

[Kon Artis]

I don't pay for ######

You pump my gas

You get slapped for a short of cash

I get whip lashed when I hit the gas

And holler out the window with hash

Where's my scratch?

b***h, that's it

Suck it, stroke it, make me rich

Cuz a token of my appreciation it's

Another client for you to hit

I don't give a f*ck if you gotta go home to the kids

You shoulda picked another occupation trick

You stuck with me

f*ck with me and I'ma smack you up in this truck

You must have lost your mind or something

Crying and whining like you dying and suffering

Go suck some head until it ???? for ???????

You don't work

You make nothing

I'm just another case of a lazy husband

 

[Kuniva]

I want the paper stacked

Buy you an outfit it

Then take it back

When you page me b***h I never page you back

You only act a certain way that I make you act

Hoes recognize and niggas do too

Cuz they realize that niggas who shoot

Don't like a chick that act too cute

b***h hold my gat down when I shoot hoops

And don't be calling me all kind of questions

All harrassing me calling stress in

Or I may have to release some aggression

And beat you to death and

Teach you a lesson

Looking for handouts

Like you my ###### spouse

Pull your pants down

And f*ck my mans now

Shut your ###### mouth

Or get in the ###### house

Open the ###### blouse

And suck on my ###### crouch

 

Chorus

 

[bizarre]

Love the ######

Sell that ###### b***h

Get out there and switch and go make Bizarre rich

You gotta itch

You f*cking dirty b***h

Now get on the corner and start sucking some d*ck

Niggas want ######

And I need cash

So mom get out there and start selling your dirty ######

Bizarre quick to hit 'em

Then stick 'em

f*ck it I'll let you hear one of my victims

(Somebody help, I'm on Seven Mile and Muriel, NO)

Shut up b***h you talk too much

And about to get f*cked in your dirty butt

Never seen a pimp like me out here whoring

Shut your f*cking mouth and you'll be out in the morning

Cuz I'm the dirtiest pimp you ever heard of

Give me my 5000 and take this cheeseburger (b***h)

Go suck d*ck at a bachelor party

So what if you on your period

Blood never hurt nobody

 

Chorus

 

That's all you is

You just a dirty ###### b***h

Dirty ######, nasty ######, stanky ######, filthy ######, stanky ###### b***h

But I love you

Kim

 

[Outro: Kuniva as Rondell Beene]

And there you have it goddammit

The fundamentals of pimping

You heard it here first

From the dirtiest dozen you've ever seen in your ###### life

Well this is Rondell Beene on the scene

And we keep the ###### hole smiling

Because we all been wilding

Know what I'm saying?

f*ck what everybody else be talking 'bout

We letting you know right here

That pimping ain't dead

We love getting head

In dirty ###### bed

That's just what we do

You know we were throwing herion parties back in 1968

The ###### is all great

I see you at eight b***h

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Blow My Buzz

[Eminem]

Schizophrenia

How many of you got it?

How many motherf**kers can say they psychotic?

How many motherf**kers can say

They brains dryrotted from pot?

You got it like I got it or not?

If you did you would know just what I'm talking 'bout

When your tongue's rotting out from cotton mouth

When you end up becoming so dependent on weed

That you end up spending a G

In the vending machine

You got the munchies

Look at you

Junk food junkie

Potato chips and lunch meat

Up in the front seat

Sometimes you can get so paranoid from ganja

That it's got you thinking the whole world is watching ya

Or maybe you don't smoke

Maybe you just grow

But whatever your drugs, yo

Go for the gusto

Just don't

Come f**k with me when I'm doing my drugs

You see me in the club don't come f**king my high up and

 

[Chorus]

Blow my buzz

Do what you want to just don't

Blow my buzz

Then I'm gonna sit here and

Roll my drugs

And if you talk I'm gonna

f**k you up

And don't say s**t and we'll be cool

 

[bizarre]

b***h let me in the house

(Ay Von?)

Naw, just came to each your mother out

It's the big guy

Doing the butterfly to the ground

Go 'head

(Bizarre, sit your nasty ###### down)

I spot this fat b***h from across the room

Now suck my d*ck while your boyfriend's in the bathroom (ya ya)

My face is pink

Looking for a sink

And don't worry 'bout what I put in your drink

It's called a date rape drug

Ten minutes you'll be f**ked up

Open your nasty ###### legs up (ya you ######)

b***hes I'm catching

Blunts I'm matching

Don't call me Bizarre

I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson

 

[swifty]

Who the f**k is this guy?

Why the hell you in my presence?

It'd be cool if you was asking me some reasonable questions (######)

But you on some bulls**t nigga

This your last beer (for real)

Get the f**k off my d*ck

And tell your b***h to bring her ###### here

I kick a hoe out

Without giving a cat fear (uh huh)

And leave her barefooted just for nagging in my ###### ear

When I'm out eating

You ###### interfere

They don't go until I let 'em know a mac is sitting here

I get drunk and I smoke weed

What your ###### wanna hear?

I didn't answer you clear?

I meant Manson is here, ok?

You want some lle'?

I'll front your ###### some play

But other than that get the hell out my face

Because you niggas trying to

 

Chorus

 

[Kuniva & Kon Artis]

Yo, Denaun, you seem shook

I really am, dog, look

This fat b***h keep chasing me

Trying to give me the nook'

Ah man, you probably led her on

I just bought her a beer

I saw her rubbing on your ear

While she was wiping your tears

I admit, I was high

But you ain't see me crying

Nigga, you lying and you blowing my high

Just stop denying it

Well at least somebody in this bar is

This big b***h did

The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kid

Look man, you grown

Just leave me alone

I'm in the zone

Call it a night

Get stoned

And take that fat ###### home (take her ###### home)

Just quit the drank

Hit the dank

Do some drugs (man)

Go kill yourself

f**k you

Well stop blowing my buzz

 

[Proof]

I'm at the front of the bar

By the lounge in the back

With a ###### on my arm

While I'm downing the yac

Got the pills in my system

Floating around

Everytime I start drifting

Someone open they mouth

Yo, my ear been spit, licked, and freestyled in (Yo, my flow is cool my whole crew)

I think I'm going Def like Mos senile men

Only one good demo outta three thousand

(Yo, I ain't wanna rap for you anyway)

(Aiight, aiight)

Peace out then

Next nigga that bump me

I'ma do the humpty

And elbow b***hes

Till everybody jump me

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Obie Trice

[Proof as DJ]

Yo, this is DJ Seven Deuce for Motown sounds of w-down(haha)

Give a big shoutout to Runyan Ave and them Detroit playas

YouknowwhatImean

And we're gonna go to the phone lines right now

Caller

[Kuniva as Rondell Beene] Callar my ######

You know who this is

Look I'm mad as hell

First you got Eminem

This nigga said he's gonna get me on his album

No show I didn't get on it

Then he signed this niggaz D12

Little punk ###### niggaz

And all of a sudden I heard he signed this new ###### named...

 

[Obie Trice]

Obie Trice

First I took the underground over

The well known ######' brought y'all hoar

Then the industry saw interest in me

Now I'm Shady Records like Marshall Mathers LP

Mr. Trice the name has occurred in your conversation

But the face is blur

And if you never spoke my name nigga you heard

Got word from that naggin ###### that stay bootleggin

Underground since the Fu-Schnikens

Or underground since Chi Ali was ###### with them stupid ######

Different kinda species

Shittin on your punk ###### with a dirty dozen typa fecies

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Devils Night

[Eminem]

I make music to make you sick of fake music

Hate music

Like devil worshipping Satan music

So say your prayers, your Hail Mary's, and Jesuses

Take two sticks and tape 'em together to make a crucifix

Try to stop it but you can't do it

A whole generation of kids blowing out their f*cking brains to this

Kurt Cobain music

Students converted to 'caine users

As soon as they heard it

Went out and murdered and main to it(??)

What's your name...

 

[swift]

Judas

Got my nine with six sharp shooters

Now let's do this

I got niggas that's used to static

You don't understand how I'm all up in you niggas TV's like Carolan

I'm a poltergeist

Lyrically I'm supposed to strike

Trying to snatch this mic

You get cracked with moisonite(??)

(Swifty get your own woman)

I want his wife!

I'm the type to go to gambling parties with trick dice

I rob casinoes

Slugs eat those

You think it was the Devil feeding your jalapeٌos?

Now you out of the scene hoe

Shot at your clean clothes

A four-four

Prone to make you niggas breathe wrong

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

It's Devil's Night

It's Devil's Night

It's Devil's Night

Cuz I came back to rule this time

It's Devil's Night

Cuz I came back to take what's mine

It's Devil's Night

It's Devil's Night

It's Devil's Night

Cuz I came back to rule this time

It's Devil's Night

Cuz I came back to take what's mine

It's Devil's Night

 

[Kon Artis]

I'm on the john

Trying to sh*t and get no response

Constipated b*tch tell these pigs to back off

The mind of a rapist

Denaun never changes

Beat up strangers without a reason

I'm a anus

Walk the street

Then beat a jack with a glove to match it

Drop the hatchet I put my head on opposite and step backwards

Walking zombie that's ornery

Pulling on robberies on politicians without a sense of comradery

 

[Kuniva]

I can concoct the nine flat(????)

Plus I run with the best

Hop on the motorcycle busting wheelies over ya chest

Bystanders standing by thinking nowhere to mess

Blast you every hicky that them b*tches put on your neck

What the f*ck do you expect when the slugs get dealt?

And make you feel every ounce of pain that Bugz had felt

A deranged teen

Smoking ganja and greens

This carbean'll make your f*cking head shake like tambourines

I pledge alleigance to the streets of the D

And if you think you out cold catch a piece of this heat

And when it blast it'll take off every piece of your *niece*

From her berets to her cheeks to her cute little feet

 

Chorus

 

[bizarre]

STOP TAKING DRUGS

I'm trying

My little boy's dying

He's losing too much iron

And if I die it won't be because I got shot

It'd be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock

Taking drugs is cool

That's why I buy 'em

Shoot 'em in my ######

Let your little brother try 'em

Ten years is what I'm facing

Police breaking in my house

Lil' Bow Wow in the basement

A rapist that'll bust in your mouth

I'll probably be in jail 'fore this f*cking album comes out

I'm eighteen years old still sh*t in the bed

Beating till I'm red

Fear nothing but water and bread

Me and Ken

f*cking dirty Jen

So what if it burns

b*tch when I stick it in

No medication

I'm out of percasets

I lost my weed

Plus my f*cking diaper's wet

 

Chorus

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Revelation

[Chorus: Eminem]

I don't wanna go to school (I don't need no)

I don't need no education (education)

I don't wanna be like you

I don't wanna save the nation

Daddy NO

I just wanna live my life (I don't need no)

Everyday a celebration (self-control)

One day I'ma leave this world

I'm waiting for the revelation

 

[bizarre]

I wanna kill myself

I'm still debating

In front of a Baptist Church masturbating

Praying to Satan

Think I'm crazy cuz I smoke crack

Live on B with the mac

In a two family flat (f**k it)

Tired of getting hit in the face with a broom

My mom's on her period

My dad's in my room

I got ten rocks and I need to get out

I snort 'em in five minutes

In my own ###### house

My poor grandmother

God bless her soul

The b***h got AIDS

She was waiting to die of a cold

There's three things to keep me from being a Nazi

I'm black, a ######, and my dad's Liberace

 

[Kon Artis]

No matter how bad the beating

I went to school cheating

My dad whooped my a** at a PTA meeting

Skipping school, I had to have nuts just to do it

Gat born and became truant

When I had the gaul to go

I just get into it

I was lured into corners by this peer pressure s**t

How would you feel if you was held

By the tip of a barrell

Getting threatened to get your skin

Ripped to bone marrow

Bet suburban kids

Never got rushed for their apparell like me

Outcast

Last to cla**

First to leave

When the teacher called on me

Best believe

I had something up my sleeve

 

[Eminem]

I been raised and labeled as crazed

My mother wasn't able to raise me

Full of crazy rage

An angry teenager

Nothing could change me back

Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac

I was boosting

So influenced by music

I used it as an excuse to do s**t

Ooh I was stupid

No one could tell me nothing

Hip hop overwhelmed me

To the point where it had me in a whole 'nother realm

It was like isolating myself was healthy

It felt like we was on welfare but wealthy

Compelled me to excel when school had failed me

Expelled me

And when the principal would tell me I was nothing

And I wouldn't amount to s**t

I made my first million and counted it

Now look it

A f**king drop out that quit

Stupid as s**t

Rich as f**k

And proud of it

Thats why...

 

[Chorus]

 

[swifty]

I was raised with a rifle and mask

Steadily beating my psychiatrist's a**

Just for asking about my past

I was never on that punk s**t

f**king around could get your beloved abducted

Smothered in blood quick

You couldn't pay Swift to give a f**k

Crazy like my father

It must have been poison in that nigga's nutt

Far as probation

f**k peeing in cups

I violate it anytime

Let 'em see the blunt

I grew up steadily masturbating inside a cell

Drunk as hell

Having conversations with myself

You could tell I wasn't leniant

A disobedient lynch

That slaped teachers

b***h I'm not reading it

You don't know what dogs go through

A little nigga sipping liquor

With my old dude

What the f**k you gon' do?

I'm quick to curse you

I told my mother that I'ma hurt you

If you ever again mention a curfew

 

[Kuniva]

Look

My family ignores me and I don't like that

They don't even listen when I tell 'em

I'll be right back

This nice beautiful house of mine

It don't mean s**t

Cuz you know Daddy's a drunk

And he don't clean s**t

And yesterday he hit me like a grown f**king man

I couldn't stand up to him

I just ducked and ran

I'm sick of this

I wish on Christmas

That I can get a loaded four fifth

And put a f**king end to this

I got no friends and I can't get a b***h

Only thing I have is dirty magazines and sticky fingertips

Nothing to smile about

I'm about to lose my mind

Got me an automatic nine

Now I'm wildin' out

 

[Proof]

when schools over

Pupil or people to shoot through

Kids going cuckoo

With a two-two

Since my friend is this new dude

In his high school

Losing his noodle

Learning people don't like you

The football jocks is

Spitting on him

Pop all the kids in school that's now picking on him

Burn out youngsta niggas now hitting on him

And his teacher in his English cla** keep flipping on him

And now he's grounded with no allowances

For drinking forty ouncers

Cuz he was caught by his councellers

And why the f**k I gotta ride the bench coach?

Already got expelled for wearing a trenchcoat

All I ever seen is

(Violence, violence)

Told me to deep silence

Stop batting my eyelids

It's apparent that my parents weren't parents at all

That's why I blow out my brains

And swear it's raw

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

[! M@ro@mD !]

Song: Girls

aiyyo dogg, i got some s**t on my mother f**kin chest that

i need to get off cuz

if i dont

ima f**kin explode or summin

now look

this is the story about some little f**kin girls that i know

it goes like this

 

its so easy for me to make enemies any more its sicknin

people are lookin for an excuse to jump on my s**t list

stickin their noses in s**t that isnt none of their business

i never, asked, cared, gave a f**k or wanted oppinions

now im in the position that i dont wanna be in s**t

i neva had no beef with you corny son of a b***hes

but now the s**t is broke and u cant do nuttin to fix it

so im tellin you right now mother f**ka limp bizkit

now ima be real, be real as real

he didnt say s**t the whole time me and whitey was beefin see he chilled

he was cool with the whole situation and kept it neutral

id have neva involved my crew if it wasnt for pupils, peoples whateva ur backpackin cypherin name is

had i not opened a magazine and seein what you say in it

id had neva involved you

but you had to add ur two pennies

now i gotta go grab my s**t list and add some new enemies

hit the studio and ill admit i had a few in me

f**k it, i roasted you, i aint mad at you any

but let it be known that song was never released

it leaked, id a neva gave you that much attention intentionally

then i look on TV now look whos mentionin me

that little f**kin weasel, DJ lethal on MTV

after i gave you props on that song you on national TV

talkin about how everlast is gonna whip my a** when he sees me

come on dogg you was sposed to be on that song

talkin about how bad you hate him

now you all in his thong? whats wrong? you scared?

and fred you said you was dissin him too

i shoulda knew better than to listen to you

u f**kin sissy, up on stage screamin how people hate you

they dont hate you, they just think ur corny since christina played you

and i dare you mother f**kers to try two diss me back

thats a sissy act

and dont call me kissin my a**

coz i swear to god this aint just a song im tryin to pre-warn you

lethal when i f**kin see you dogg im swingin on you

mother f**kers must think that coz im trouble with the law

that i wont jogg up my sentence and double it to mourn

y'all some

 

[chorus]

girls (y'all a some god ###### girls)

why do you act this way? (why do you act this way, huh?)

why do y'all act like f**kin sissies you ###### keep talkin s**t behind my back you just some b***hes for that and we all know (we all know)

how f**kin cowards roll (keep rollin rollin rollin)

and f**kin britneys who pretend to be down but as soon as someone calls you out you put your tail between your legs and bow down

 

now i dont ask nobody to share my beliefs or be involved in my beefs

im a man i can stand on my feet

so if you dont wanna be in them all i ask that you dont open your mouth with an opinion

and i wont put you in them

coz i dont ask nobody to share my beliefs or be involved in my beefs

im a man i can stand on my feet

so if you dont wanna be in them all i ask that you dont open ur mouth with an opinion

and i wont put you in them

 

now if you diss me and i respond the beef is on

but if i help you sell one record and i see you at a show ill strip you naked

see i was smart, i came back and scooped up my friends

now i got five doggs that'll die for me like i die for them

i fite for them swing or shoot like i fite for kim

all of them been with me through this f**ked up life that im in

that goes for all of my doggs from royce to dre

from xzibit to mell man till im hoist away

in my coffin ill neva soften

no matter how often that im tested

i neva give a f**k i will neva be interested

love me or hate as much as fred wants to be hated

i will solumly stand by every statment i stated

this s**t that i been through my pencil neva could pencil

but i neva will be this gullable ever again tho

next time i will know when somebodys copyin off me

im not bein cocky, i just know when somebodys locked in me

i stick up my middle finger he sticks up his finger

i say f**k christina he says f**k christina but meaner

so from doin this song with method to beggin to get accepted

im peggin fred with the bottle of die that he bleached his head with

and as for lethal dont forget what i said

im f**kin you up punk, ur dead

dont think that im playin

and f**k bizkit coz i know you sayin f**k D12

only not to our face, under your breath, to yourselves

little

 

[chorus]

 

now i dont ask nobody to share my beliefs or be involved in my beefs

im a man i can stand on my feet

so if you dont wanna be in them all i ask that you dont open your mouth with an oppion

and i wont put you in them

coz i dont ask nobody to share my beliefs or be involved in my beefs

im a man i can stand on my feet

so if you dont wanna be in them all i ask that you dont open ur mouth with an oppion

and i wont put you in them

 

and thats it

thats all there is to it dogg

if you didnt wanna do the f**kin song dont say ur down with doin the f**kin song and then back out at the last minute

and then go on mother f**kin MTV talkin about everlast can whip my mother f**kin a**

if your scared of whitey ford dogg, just say your scared of whitey ford, thats it

thats all you had to f**kin say

i wouldnt have said s**t

i woulda backed off, did the f**kin song on my self

and not put you mother f**kers in it

thats all

and i aint even on no rap s**t no more

im on some f**kin you up s**t when i see you

and i will see you too

oh, and by the way fred? that wasnt an accident

i didnt mean to give you a play at the music awards

 

[Chorus]