D12

[! M@ro@mD !]

 

Git Up

 

 

 

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in the club

11, 12, 13, pistols big as M 16's

How the ###### we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeans

Nina, 2 nina's, a peace and they dont even see us

Some ###### pops off we squeeze each one they gon' think its machine guns

Vanos vo vano, bananas in our flannels

Hands around our colt handles, hold them like roman candles

Vannas vo vannas, banana fanna fo fannas

Who come back all bananas, banna clips loaded

Managers, bouncers and the club owners, the ###### dont want us

To come up and rush in the club and run up in it with a bunch of

###### from Runyan, steady poppin them onions,

Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club up

Fixin to get into some ###### just itchin to choke someone up

You know we finna loc'n when we mixin coke with coke and nut rum up

Yeah Yeah oh, what up, see my people throw ###### up

See you talk that hoe ###### now when you down you dont get up

And can't sit up your so slit up, the ambulance wont sew you up

They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe up

Heater no heater, automatic no matic

Mac or no mac it dont matter if I have or dont have it

You never know what im packin' so you just dont want no static

And open up a whole can of whoop ###### you dont wanna chance to

Risk it no biscuit, mili mac a mac milli

Really homie dont be silly, homie you dont know me really

You're just gonna make yourself dizzy wonderin what the dealy

###### it lets just get busy D Twizzys back up in the hizzy!

 

[Eminem - Chorus]

Git Up Now!

Lets get it crackin, Git, Its on and poppin

Its D12 is back up in this ######, uh, there aint no stoppin

We're gonna get it crackalatin

What you waitin for the waiters orders

Say no more fo tryin to play the wall and quit hatin

Git Up Now!

Notice you're sittin, what the ###### is you deaf

You ###### dont listen, I said,

We bout to get this ###### crackalatin'

Quit, procrastinatin'

What the ###### you waitin for get off the wall and quit hatin

 

[swift]

I keep a ###### load of bullets a pitpull to pull it out (?)

And automatically explode on ###### until they mouth be closed permanently

You get burned until i quickly you can not hit me *****z to terrified to come get me,

Tempt me if you think Swifty won't send a slug, people run,

When the reaper comes, the repercussions' gon' leak your blood,

Inglewood, steepin' without a weapon, you leave, you gone,

I'm still runnin' with stolen toasters while on parole,

Snatch you out our home, like eviction notices hoe,

When I unload, I'm known to never leave witnesses to roam,

When I'm blowed, I'll write the wicked in scroll,

At the toll, when I'm sober I'm prone to roll up and disconnect your soul, *****.

 

[Kuniva]

Now it's proven it's about to be a misunderstanding

In furniture moving, bullets flying, lawyers & mothers suing

Cause *****s don't know the difference, you ###### just stick to fiction

It's sickening, you can't even walk in my jurisdiction rippin' it,

Grippin' the pump and who wanna ###### with a walking psychopathic

Pyromaniac shady cats with 80 gats

And maybe thats the reason that you gon' get it the worst a

And since you jumpin' in front of everybody you gon' get it first

I dispurse the crowd with something vigor and versatile

So go on and record you verses now while you got a mouth,

And it's not a joke, it's some kind of riddle,

Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle and throw a party from my equittle,

And a glock that ? stop you from waking,

Bullets'll hit your liver, I'll even shoot native americans,

A ? *****, we back in you life and back in your wife,

Hit you in the back with a knife and get it crackin' tonight.

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

Loyalty

 

 

 

(feat. Obie Trice)

 

[Eminem-intro]

Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha'Fucka's think they know us)

G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie!

Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath!

Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo!

Mutha'fucka!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow!

Someone betta' tell them so. . .

 

[swifty McVay]

You don't me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me

Why would I give a ###### about you if we ain't family?

I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that's behind me

Witness the most potest' furocious *****s that rhyme

These ###### turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did ######

When you rappin' never mix bussiness up with your friendship

If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo'?

*****s's don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codes

Far as static, I automaticly get medieval

When i'm after people, then i'll explode you ###### with C-4

These hoe's, have no insurance, bodies get repo'

Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close

Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat

If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close

*****'s pupils that's what I do, i'm foolish will shoot you

Cuz' i'm coo-coo, But I don't think *****s can take in heat tho'

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Kon Artis]

See i'm a man, and a man gon' do what he gotta do

And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you

If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do

And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you

 

[bizarre]

I don't give a ######, i'm quick to blaze chronic

Smoke on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonic

Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to ###### to 'Nuns and Wifes

Now who the ###### want to fight?

Ain't nobody ###### with me, Ain't nobody ###### with the D'

They get beat like a M-P

You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs

You heard about Proof wil'ing in the clubs

You heard about that nine that Eminem packs

You diss us, you get you're ###### face cracked

I'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're house

Next day, i'll pee in you're mouth. .

 

[Obie Trice]

Aiyyo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit second

I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it

Most of these *****s neglect it

Even though it's a known method

>From the hectic hood that you slept in

You wanna' be an exeption

That's when the weapon is leaving you're half stepping

With that 'caine in you're left hand

Obie from a section that'll stain up you're flesh and

Have you on bare breast

Questionin' you're affection for streets

D-Twizzie no question

One of the best groups that done it

And Obie is their reflection

Lil' homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin'

D-Twizzie fo' life, Obie Trice is second. .

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Proof]

Which one of you *****s wanna' be ?boltion? bump heads

When I got a passion for clappin'. . .with one hand

Talent's on my roster this mobster's in dump land

Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds

Never leave the crib without packing my black burner

On some T. Ali rapper to merk a have murda

Incorporated, Hitman Herry is at you're service

Reach for me one more gain' and thats closed

For life as D12, no ice and spreewells

Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will

Knowing I can be killed

Leaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shoot

And a liecense to ill

We lost Bugz and i'll be damed if we loose another man from our clan

Without forcing our hand

Estorting you're family, i'll torture you're granny

For my *****'s, i'm on you're ###### porch with a 'Cammy

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Kuniva + Kon Artis]

Yo its funny how *****s get caught along (and get bombed on)

Knocking teeth in back of you're throat (and break you're jaw bone)

(I'm on ignorant ######) these *****s is ######

Pass me a cigarrete quick (###### is finna' get thick)

Yo' man i'll get split (by a brutal and critical hit)

With identical dent (or bullets with identical prints)

I'm wishing you if (you come you're Lutenints a snitch)

You teminant fick (and we know you ain't finna' do ######)

I'll stick with my clique (The Kon Artis Bomb Artist)

Kuniva The Rida' (Shooting through you're ###### Long John garmets)

Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street)

Unbelivable heat, we'll even lay you out infront of the chief of police

Muthafucka'

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Kon Artis-outro]

Yeah! D-Twizzie

D12, Dirty Dozen

Nothing but family up in this muthafucka'

Loyal to everything that we do

You ain't neva' gonna' catch none of us slippin by ourself

'Cuz we always together

You know what i'm sayin . .

Y'all *****s don't know what family means

Bugz watching over our ######

Thats why we still alive know

Knocking yall *****s outta the clubs and ######

Haha! Runyan Av. Baby!

Shady Records!

Where yo' mamma at *****?

[! M@ro@mD !]

Just Like U

 

 

 

[Chorus]

Daddy?

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

 

[Verse one - Bizarre]

Son, you don't wanna be just like your daddy.

Pimpin hoes out here drivin caddies.

Runnin round town, ###### geezers.

Shot's in your ######, catchin diseases.

Son, your daddy got a foul mouth.

For ###### ###### in they foul mouth.

I can't help it, my group's D12.

All we do is pop pills and stay in jail.

Talkin nasty ######, Bizarre wont stop.

I ###### two twins, with a midget on top.

A sick mind, raping an old lady.

Knowing ###### well Bizarre shouldn't have a baby,

All I can teach you, learn how to mac.

Smoke crack, smack a ###### when she talk back.

Matta fact slap her until she's a ######.

Don't you realize Bizarre don't give a ######? (Hahaha)

 

[Chorus]

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

 

[Verse two - Bizarre]

Don't go to school, become a catholic priest.

Sell crack to your auntie Denise.

If auntie Denise is short 40 cent

Make her get on the ground and suck some more ######.

Nas is probably gon hate me.

When Mos Def hear this he probably gon suffocate me.

Why they let Bizarre rap on Hi-Tek track?

All he gon do is talk about whores and smoking crack.

If your wife is pregnant I call her a ######.

Leave her no money and go out on tour.

Nah, I'm playin leave her sumptin. (Hahaha)

I pack a hotdog and a ###### dirty muffin. (######)

You're my son, I'm trynna teach you sumptin.

You're eight years old? It's time to start ######.

You know daddy wont give you the wrong advice.

Smoke weed and listen to Obie Trice. (Hahaha)

 

[Chorus]

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

I wanna be just like

When I grow up. Just like

 

[Outro - Bizarre]

I'm tellin ya all I do is pop pills and stay high.

Tell them ###### to suck my ######.

Aha! I'm prepared. Yeah.

###### role model.

Hi-Tek

[! M@ro@mD !]

I'll Be Damned

 

 

 

[Proof - Intro]

Yeeaah! This is DJ Seven Deuce, live at

Club Runyan, where all girls with burgundy hair get in free.

G-Unit in da house! What up baby.

Performin' live tonight live on stage. . .Captain Save-'em-hoe,

and the fabulous Case y'all. Stick 'em out y'all.

All my Detroit playas, let's go!

 

[Kon Artis - Chorus]

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games,

I just came to ###### and maybe get some brain.

I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man.

I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned.

You know all I really wanna do is ######. I ain't

gon' let a money hungry women set me up.

And if you think I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck.

I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned.

 

[Kon Artis]

You gave right. Yes I love monage-é-tois

and I got drawers as big as guys's big "wah".

I'm a trick daddy nigga, so ###### how you figure

that I wouldn't turn my niggas on to you when I hit ya.

I probably could forget ya if I hadn't been drunk,

but choke a dunkadunk, keep my mind on hump.

When my mind's on hump to me my .9's in the trunk,

and Denaun got a line for every fine ###### I hunt.

Not once, twice, but three times the lover

that your man is, and I'm a freak undercover.

I got plans for you, trick, I don't need a baby mother.

I got five of them ###### tryin' to smother me already.

We can't go steady, but you can give me head.

Give me that, get the hell out my bed, and leave the ######.

My chap lips will cut nipples when breast fed,

and on the way, leave the bread with Achman.

I'd love for you to stay but I got another date,

with a fat chick that eat cake on playskates.

She rubbed my funky ###### feet and feed me grace

plus my man in the closet ran out of videotape.

 

[Chorus]

 

[swift]

I'ma make this one thing clear,

ain't no woman hear gon' ruin my career.

All the hell you doin' is pursuin' a dream,

that's when you find out that life ain't truly what it seems.

All these hoes be lyin', bullshittin' each other.

And why the hell Kobe Bryant didn't wear a rubber.

He might as well have went and told the hoe that he love her.

I'm sure as hell ain't gonna go to court for my mother,

or my wife, and my sisters. So ###### a mistress.

They signin' a contract before these ###### hit this.

Never will a woman take me out that way.

I keep a RCA camera in there ######' face.

 

[Chorus]

 

[bizarre]

What's your name again? It doesn't matter.

My name is Bizzy, a bodygaurd for Mr. Mathers.

Sit down girl. Let me get you a drink.

I'ma buy you a mink, and rape you in the sink.

From day one, I knew you was a hoe.

I put a rubber on my toe and ###### you some mo'.

Turn around, let me see your nasty ######.

Put on a Jason mask while I take off your maxi pads.

 

[Kuniva]

These hoes be on some bullshit. Always tryin' to pull ######

outta they ######. Get mad and put you on blast.

Tell 'em ###### how she ###### you,

sucked you, put it on you, boned you.

Yappin' off with they mouth sayin' she loved you.

All on your ######, callin' your phone, spazzin' and ######.

Havin' a fit until you feel like callin' it quits.

Then she starts callin' your chick,

wantin' to fight. Everytime you show up at a gig,

she front row with her friends. Flippin' you off.

Follow you to the bar, the bathroom,

the parkin' lot, to the car, ######' you off.

Until you blackout, now you and the hoe is havin a scrapout.

You get locked up for assault and now you asked out.

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

Dude (Skit)

 

 

 

[Kuniva]

That ###### was off the hook.

That ###### was hype ###### hell

[bizarre]

I'm bout to get on that bus dog, bout to get some food.

You wanna go to Em room and holla at him real quick.

[Kuniva]

Hell yea man let go ahead

[bizarre]

He says he supposed to give some more air time and ######..

[Kuniva]

I hope so, cause them 2 minutes ain't workin.

[bizarre]

Wassup dawg?

[security Guard]

Big Proof baby, sup Swifty.

[bizarre]

Proof? I'm Bizarre.

[Kuniva]

Aye nigga, I'm not Swift, I'm Kuniva dawg.

[security]

Was goin' on?

[bizarre]

I need to holla at my man about some studio time

[security Guard]

Well he in there trying to unwind right now.

[Kuniva]

Aiyo, why you gotta put your hands on me.

What you say?

[bizarre]

Tryin' to unwinded?

[security Guard]

Yea you know, relax...you know what I'm saying.

[Kuniva]

Nigga we trying to get some food and ######.

[bizarre]

There some steak up in there dawg.

[security Guard]

D12 dressing room right around the corner right there by the bathroom…

round that way.

[Kuniva]

Nigga we know

[bizarre]

You tryin' to be funny dawg?

We a group we all together dawg.

Why don't you go holla at him

and tell we out here and then see..

tell him Bizarre from D12 is out here..

And Kuniva please.

Thank you very much. you thick as muthafucka

[security]

Yo Em!

[Em]

What dude?!

[security]

I got bizarre and..wats your name again cuz.

[Kuniva]

Man ###### you!

Aye man come to ###### door man, why you got this nigga blockin' the

wind and ######.

Ay Em was sup dawg?!!

[Em]

Dude tell'em I'm getting a massage dude

[! M@ro@mD !]

My Band

 

 

 

[intro]

I don't know dude...

I think everyone's all jealous and ###### cuz I'm like the lead singer of a band dude...

And I think everyone's got a ###### problem with me dude...

And they need to take it up with me after the show...

Because...

 

[Chorus]

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...

But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...

Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...

All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

 

[Verse 1 - Eminem]

So I get off stage right and drop the mic

Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like

"Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady"

I'm the lead singer in D12 baby

They're all like "Oh my god it's him"

"Becky oh my ######' god it's Eminem"

"I swear to ###### god dude you ###### rock"

"Please Marshall please let me suck your ######"

And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous

Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas

All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes

Throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on stage

So like every single night they pick a fight with me

But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry

Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me

Dude I just think you're tryna steal the light from me

Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me

Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be

This rock star ######, it's the life for me

And all the other guys just despise me because

 

[Chorus]

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...

But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...

Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...

All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

My band [repeated 9xs]

 

[Verse 2 - Swift]

You just wanna see a nigga backwards don't you

Hey dad how come we don't rap on proto

Smash these vocals and do a performance

But we in the van and he in a tour bus

You don't want my autograph, yous a liar

And no I'm Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva)

What the hell is wrong with that dressing room

Cuz my ###### is lookin smaller than a decimal

See I know how to rap, see it's simple but

All I did was read a Russell Simmons book

So I'm more intect, tryna get on the map

Doin' jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back

 

[Verse 3 - Kuniva and Kon Artist]

Look at Em little punk ###### thinkin' he the ######

Yeah I know man find himself takin on a flick

Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue

([Em:] No I had an interview not you two)

You gonna be late for soundcheck

Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck

But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best

You know what man I'ma say somethin

Hey yo Em

([Em:] You got somethin to say?!)

Man no

I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up

Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up

And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be crew

When I was bout to talk right after you

I swear, I swear man

 

[Chorus]

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...

But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...

Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...

All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

 

[Verse 4 - Proof]

They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not

Once we sold out arenas to the amusement park

I'm gonna let the world know that proof is hot

I should cut his mic off when the musics starts

Ready to snap on a dumbass fan

Every time i hear (Hey dude I love your band)

We ain't a band ###### we don't play instruments

So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent

And these guys they can find every area code

([Em:] Proof carry my bag)

###### carry your own

Can't make it to the stage, security in my way

(Who the ###### are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!)

 

[Verse 5 - Bizarre]

***dammit I'm sick of this group

Time for me to go solo and make some loot

I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps

Till Kon Artist slipped me some crack

Lose Yourself video I was in the back

Superman video I was in the back

###### the media, I got some suggestions

###### Marshall, ask us the questions

Like who's D12, how we get started

(What about Eminem?)

###### are you retarded?

Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the group

Big ###### stomache, ###### think I'm cute

50 told me to do situps to get buff

I did two and a half and then I couldn't get up

###### D12, I'm outta this band

I'm gonna start a group with the real Roxanne

 

[Eminem]

Girl why cant you see your the only one for me

and it just tears my ###### apart to know that you don't know my name...

[Chorus - Bizarre]

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...(ha ha)

But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...(###### Marshall)

Cuz once I blow I know that i'll be the man...

All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

My Band [Repeated 9x]

 

[Outro]

The hottest boy band in the world...

D12!

[Eminem as a salsa singer]

I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their underpants

And the lead singer of my band, my salsa

Makes all the pretty girl's wan to dance

My salsa, look out for my next single, it's called My Salsa...

My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa

Makes all the pretty girls wan to dance

And take off their underpants

My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to dance

And take off their underpants, my salsa

(Where'd everybody go?)

[! M@ro@mD !]

U R The One

 

 

 

[Kon Artis - Chorus]

Now out of all the women in the place,

you got me starin' at your pretty face.

And with that body I could truly say that

u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh.

Amazed by the way that you shake them hips,

shakin' your ###### off in my ######.

I get aroused by them sexy lips cause

u r the one, u r the one, we r the one that can do.

 

[swift]

And you wonder why I call you everyday of the week,

and have that operator breakin' on your line when you speak.

And I can say that I'ma make you mine in a blink.

You nominated just for your behind and I'm ?,

you a thug with your best of friend, mud-wrestlin'.

Sittin' in the corner with a mug and a cup of gin.

See me lookin' for you when you win in a pen,

see I hug you dirty. You confronting me for flirtin'?

You wanted me so suddenly, my company's a burden,

but I won't jump a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'.

I'm just playin' wit you and it's workin'.

Your friend's can't save you, they fakin' like they nurses.

 

[bizarre]

First time I saw you, up in them guests,

you the only reason I use Federal Express.

######, I don't be havin' no packages. Naw,

I'm getting dressers, lamps, and big matresses.

I go crazy when I smell your odor.

I just want to pick you up, and take you to Pan-De-Rosa.

Steak and potatoes, whatever you want.

I'll write just the buffet, my publics check then come.

You don't care about D12, you don't know about Bizarre.

All you know that I'm weird and I wear a wonder-bra.

That's fine, I just wanna make you mine.

niggas say you a 3, I think you a dime.

 

[Chorus]

 

[Proof]

I love the way yo' body grindin', gettin' all in my face.

Only thing on your mind is which wallet to ?.

Your ###### looks so perfect with your thong on your waist,

built like a stallion, you belong in a race.

Get money by the barrel, King Kong in the place.

Movie and a dinner, that's as long as I wait.

Hey, I ain't on your ear off, talkin' dates.

Got you dizzy of the crissy, you ain't walkin' straight.

Got a roomy, bring your booty, and lets cultivate.

You so pretty, love them ######, they soft and fake.

Bring your friends, "###### your ? smell like coffeecake."

Yo meet me at the place when you get off at eight.

 

[Kuniva]

The way you move have got me buggin' out.

And you quick to take off your jacket and slug it out,

we thug it out. Pourin' 40's out and give each other ?. In fact,

we both hate goin' out, we both hate small gats.

You the truth I'm for real yo I love you to death.

And if we break up, I'ma stalk you and bug you to death.

Till you scared to leave the house because you know I'm in the bushes.

We went from hugs and kisses into shoves and pushes.

Tis all love, take it and stride, I'm only jokin' wit you.

I don't get down like that, you know I'd never hit you.

But yet and still if I ever feel I'm about to,

(Gets angrier)

I'll gently grab the shoulders and shake the ###### out ya girl!!!

 

[Chorus]

 

[Kon Artis]

I take a light skinned, dark skinned, short and black,

add in to a sassy and they ###### is fat.

Corporate suburb when you could be a classy rat.

Louis Votton cost to much to have a bag to match.

Girl forget all that, I'm gettin' rich off rap,

and you could be my aid in all as long as you got my back.

Seditary, there's entrepreneurs, and that's a fact.

And your birthday's seven days after mine, correct?

Well that's two things that we got in common, baby.

Hopin' there ain't a problem that I'm involved in Shady.

Cause come next year, I will not be datin',

cause my plan's to be with your stankin' ###### OK?

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

6 In The Morning

 

 

 

[intro: Eminem]

Good mornin

Haha, wake your mother ###### ###### up

Yo what is the what?

Well come on then, you know what time it is

Stop sleepin on my roof ######!

 

[Verse 1: Eminem]

For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my ###### whipped

Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets ###### squished

I just can't get past these little pissants

That wanna be rauny bad ###### so bad

And they so mad they can't stand it

Cause we can and they can't spit (Haawk)

And they can't handle it like a man

And that's when it just happens

And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't crap is it?

Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that ######

Maybe I'm old fashioned but my pashion

Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin

Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm ###### now

But it all depends on just how far it get's took on the mic

Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like it

Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me

You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B

These words stick to you like crazy glue

When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!

I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm gone

Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)

I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

Come on an everybody come on an

Kick your shoes off mother ###### come on an

Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an

Wake your ###### up ###### quit yawnin

Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin

So have sing along with the words to the song an

If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an

Fake like you know 'em ###### join in

Everybody come on an

 

[Verse 2: Swifty]

Its in the media pitted me of a beef starter

In a party with heat it's hard to keep me without one

###### slugs I'm walkin gloves with a shotgun

Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better not run

The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious

In a house full of dog ######,

I'ma gothic death project, you stop breathin

You die quicker than mach speed without bleedin

It ain't about what you readin

When you meet me better speak like a season's greetins

Either that or we'll be beefin free when

You niggaz need a 'E' just to speak ######!

Your leader is a botique ######

Keep the heater where you can reach quick

I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a secret

Nigga I did it from a mind of a mental patient

When glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan

You brave?

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

Come on an everybody come on an

Kick your shoes off ###### come on an

Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an

Wake your ###### up ###### quit yawnin

Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin

So have sing along with the words to the song an

If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an

Fake like you know 'em ###### join in

Everybody come on an

 

[Verse 3: Kuniva]

Yo yo I heard you niggas don't like us

But so what this beef is like

'What the ###### did he say in his rap Em?'

I can see that he's just a punk

I mean these niggaz squeeze on me

Please I'm seeing guts

I don't need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks

Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them white to fight you

In front of every reporter that I don't like

No need for metaphores I get yours across when I write

So emotions enough to say "###### you ######, and I don't like you, WHAT!"

I might as well give this up like heavy sales

And just ###### an leave D12 and this blunt

We can't self destruct

I've never felt it this much

Come on fellas, get up

We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life

 

[Verse 4: Kon Artis]

I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off-a the hip

I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith

Your carcus is split even the beef is partially thick

We can't take you serious, you a comedy skit

You probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G's

But the only thing you shoot is the breeze

I can't believe you speaking on movin key's

But every time we hear you kick it

The only thing you sellin is wolf tickets

I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack

So when they bust you better bust back

And get your guts clapped outa your stomach

And when they want it (yeah)

I bring a hundred niggas from runave

So get your gun and if you comin

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

Come on an everybody come on an

Kick your shoes off ###### come on an

Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an

Wake your ###### up mother ###### quit yawnin

Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin

So have sing along with the words to the song an

If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an

Fake like you know 'em ###### join in

Everybody come on an

[! M@ro@mD !]

How Come

 

 

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

How come we dont even talk no more

And you dont even call no more

We dont barely keep in touch at all

And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more

And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now

After all the years we been down

Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true

We family and aint a ###### thing changed, unless it's you

 

[Verse 1: Eminem]

So young, so full of life in vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin i went

So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde ######

When ronnie died you weres right by my side with a sholder to cry on

Tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it

You even had the same type of childhood i did

Sometimes i just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours

And mine i survived it, you ran the streets, i 9 to 5'd it

We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then i blew up

To both yours and mine surprises

Now i feel the vibe i just cant describe it

As much as your pride tries to hide it

Your cold, you touch its like ice

In your eyes is the look of resenment

I can sense it, and i dont like it

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 2: Kon Artis]

 

It was my dream at first to be on spittin a verse

On my own album with a deal but ###### got burst

So i came out i woulda killed a nigga first

Before i let him disrespect me and check me over some worste

Some ###### that i wasnt with i would hit her then quit

But you would pull a talk with her and tell her she was the ######

I told you dont get involved in it, you was smokin the chron with her

Comin out of the bar with her stumblin half drunk

Like yall was husband and wife or somethin

But me catchin you ###### other ###### musta hurt you pride or somethin

Cuz you wont ###### at the mouth with people like you wanted with me

When all i tried to do was show your ###### was shifty

And ever since the fans and all the ###### that i produced

You actin like i aint you man and lyin like she can't be loose

But i am really you friend, i'm jus trying to tell you the truth

But dont hate the game or the player

Cuz the one that is changing is you

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 3: Proof]

 

You're only at the top cuz my homie had to stop

Now we actin like i gotta live only for the block

Homies in the hood only she be on the tube

Only gossip on the porch get to speakin on who

Fools i used to rap with all expect magic

Like my finger get to snappin and *poof* it jus happen

But PROOF is jus actin out the party was stoned

Shady made it so my babys aint starvin at home

See the devil in you grin since the ghetto we been friends

Whenever real intelligence thats forever till the end

I be the hatred in your eyes and the satan in your lives

And wastin my times with these snakes in disguise

(how come) when you talk its with bitter is fight

And (how come) it's my fault for what you did with your life

And everytime i go to hear you and play you look away

We barely embrace, you can't even look me in my face.

 

[Chorus]

[! M@ro@mD !]

Leave Dat Boy Alone

 

 

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

Yall better leave dat boy alone

Cuz if they dont

You know they goin come back on 'em

And they dont want him to come back strong

I wouldnt durr get that boy goin

 

I said leave dat boy alone

Cuz yall dont know him

That there boy he out cold

And that there boy he been known

To stirr some ###### up when he in that zone

 

[bridge x2]

 

Better leave that boy alone

Better leave that boy alone

Better leave that boy alone

Cuz you dont want to get that boy goin

 

[Verse 1: Swift]

It's my attitude that's makin me bust ######

I hate to be ###### with

So basically niggas wastin they time tryin to touch Swift

I run with a bunch of killers that dealt with punks

Returnin bows 'fore you be lookin at yourself get stomped

I'm a dysfunctional ###### who will puncture your ######

Witha mag and i'll be glad to send another one after you

Without no hesitation i run up in your house and wake your spouse up

And give her mouth to gun ressecitation

A niggas information, they hunted and they sad

Got you mad cuz they shittin through their stomach in a bag

We comin too strong so its irrelevant to blast you

We master ready, slash like relatives of Manson

When you hear us niggas think it's elephants dancin

Comin here is the worste mistake that could ever happen

When i'm in my vehicle i'm pullin you in

I gaurantee the world will never see you again

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 2: Kon/Kuniva?]

Honest to god i usually try to keep to my self

But it's kinda hard when you surrounded by ignorants, well

Let me explain somethin to ya

A real street nigga aint tryin to get in the streets

He's tryin to get out, feel me?

And he aint the type of dude to pop a E and get drunk

And wave his heat all in the air like he's some dumb hoe punk

Atleast a soldier in the army lose his life over a cause

This ###### dyin over prizes to prove he got balls

I play keyboards, i dont play deep

You borrow guns, i own ###### that explode when it hit

You think it's wrong that you hoes thinkin you can't really get sleep

Cuz you laid a nigga down without any meat

Well my cops wont allow me to make decisions in vein

I'm a magne i do my biddin and i do it again

If you take it to that level, i take it to whoever

Want to harm me and my family, Runyon Avenue forever

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 3: Kon/Kuniva?]

Now people i live triflin i express it through writin

If you can't feel it, then i must express it through fightin

And i jus bought me a new gauge and added on a knew knife

And i strike peopel so fast people think i threw lightning

Clash with a few titans, blasted a few height men

Been harassed by two dykes who wanted (?lou pikner)

Plus you know i'm too violent, to be out with you whilin

Cuz as soon as you drivin im a spit a few 5 ones

And i love to Kunive son, and you left a live one

I know how to hide guns, skinny or wide ones

Go buy me a long sub and hide it inside buns

You lookin for hoes, and up in here you goin find none

You niggas get dropped once, and you can kiss my nuts

You soft little dry ######, get stuck till your eyes shut

No time for the wild ones, i'm writin these five words

###### YOU ###### RIDIN NIGGAS count it, it's five words.

 

[Chorus]

 

[bridge]

 

[Outro]

Sifty McVeigh (that boy he hot to death)

Mr. Porter (that boy he hot to death)

Kuniva (that boy he hot to death)

Yep, better step before you get beat to death

Yall dont want to be dem there boys

Dem there boys be makin noise

Dem there boys got all kind of toys

You better step before you get destroyed

D12

Dem there boys ... ?

[! M@ro@mD !]

Get My Gun

 

 

 

[Eminem]

I'm gonna get my gun!

 

[Eminem:] This ###### wants to disrespect me?

[Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the ###### you doing man?

[Eminem:] I got something for his ######.

[Kon Artis:] Calm Down

[Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!

[Kon Artis:] Man. . what's you're problem?

[Eminem:] ###### that! The ###### want's to pop ###### to me!?

[Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn't poppin' ######.

[Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin' them ######

[Kon Artis:] What ######?

[Eminem:] That ######! You heard him!

[Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!

 

[swifty McVay]

A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get

My ###### be shooting threw bricks

I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a *****

Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta

I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare

A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds

And the *****s that'll ###### with you

Stab and brass knuckle you

Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do

Enough with you're ###### tough talk, you're soft

Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?

Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry

You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car

All I have is thought of, breathing evil

Desert Eagle's will eat threw people

When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow

###### being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .

 

[Chorus]

[Eminem]

I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

This ######'s poppin' that ######

Nah ###### that i'll be right back

I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

Nah ###### ###### you

You ain't disrespecting me like that

I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip

###### how you like that?

I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped

Nice one, ###### this is my gat

I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

 

[Kuniva]

I bring it to *****s looking as if they want trouble

I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double

Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'

I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'

Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'"

I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"

I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico

My ***** Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow

Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo

'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws

You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try

Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders

You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders

A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor

I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap ######

My car is right across the street ###### and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

 

[Proof]

My whole outfit count clips

Get you're house lit the ###### up

You're spouse ######, and you're mouse clip

Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send

Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin

I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see him

When I ###### back might put the door on you're friends

Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin

Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim

I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb

Get a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights out

With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out

Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout

###### the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)

###### that run ######!

Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me

?Aint no probably be home lonley?

 

[Chorus fades to background music]

[Eminem]

Dumbass ###### allways gotta come to me with some dumb ######!

. . .######. . . I don't told this ######. .

Wassup ######!? Autograph this!. . .oh ######

(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

 

I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...######!

My ###### is all jammed up!...UGH!

C'mon you ######-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-###### piece of ######, shoot...AH!

Yeah!, wattup ######!? say that ###### again!

Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin

Went threw his ###### on his way back, hit his friend

Payback homie, don't play that ###### is spin

To be on I told you to leave this ###### alone

Or...(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN)

And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aim

Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg

Its like . . .

 

[Kon Artis]

Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, Pow, Pow, Pow

Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'"

But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?

They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm ###### down (Chill out man)

###### that I got a bone to pick

You said it then have settle like some grown man ######

Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?

Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously

I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater

So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina

Step in between us and get shot

?But get seperated with the squeaza?

You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!

 

[Chorus]

 

[bizarre]

Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti

Its been one hour and ###### my photo's aint ready

Picture's of my dog and my family reunion

It's been two hours and my ###### days ruined

Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?

Have my pictures on ###### Philips 38

That's why I don't be ###### battle rapping

'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the ###### happens (Gun shots)

Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed

This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him

I'm ready to blow this ###### brains out

I'm nervous, I ######, some ###### came out

Times up, shot her with a gun

Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run

And all this crazy ###### I, regret it. . .

All because I wanted to see Elton John naked

[! M@ro@mD !]

Bizarre (Skit)

 

 

 

[Nasty Minds D12 Background]

###### dog,

Hahaha

 

[swifty Mcvay]

I jus told him.

The ###### that he goin' to far wit this ######.

He's doin' that crazy ###### ###### he talkin' nigga..

 

[Kuniva]

Uh What..?

 

[swifty Mcvay]

Nigga don't act like you don't know this group member.

Mother fucka'.

You know he talkin' that crazy ###### ######.

He goin' to far Man.

 

[D12 Mumbbeling]

 

[swifty Mcvay]

Man, It's sweet. It aint bad..

 

[D12 Mumbelling]

 

[Proof]

Aiy, Aiy, Aiy, Aiy, BIZZY!

Bring yo' fat ###### over here..

nigga, C'mere.

 

[D12 Laughing]

 

[swifty Mcvay]

Kick that ###### in here..

 

[Kuniva]

Wanna Kick some ###### man?

 

[Kuniva]

Turn the radio down dogg, turn the radio dog.

 

[bizarre]

My girlfriends in the olympics, she'll be running track meets

Im lieying, shes a pera pleeder, she eats wit her feet'

 

[D12 Laughing]

Hahahahahaha

 

[bizzare]

The ######' you laughin at?

She'll be here next week.

In a black jeep, wit 2 other Handicap Freaks.

 

[D12 Laughing]

 

Yeah Nigga! Haha.

 

That ###### dope man,

thats some crazy ###### ######.

 

That was some crazy ###### dogg!

 

[D12 Mumbelling]

 

That was crazy.

That was crazy as hell to hear.

 

[D12 Laughing and Mumbelling]

[! M@ro@mD !]

######

 

 

 

[intro: Eminem]

###### always be all... gigglin and ######. (come on ######)

But they get mad when there favorite song dont come on in the club.

Catch an attitude and ######

We got one for them. goes like this

 

[Verse 1: Eminem]

We wrote a song for the hoes

You like to hear? here it goes

A little somethin you probably won't hear on the radio

So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows

And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slow

And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, ######

Jew Ja Jaw Jaw Da Dun Jew Ja

You just made me mess up, ######

Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah Blah

It don't matter, I'm just blabbering

Like you understand what I'm saying Anyway

I'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the other

You're so ###### drunk all you hear is the Beat da beat

I could be sayin anything Get ya ###### on the floor

Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before

Baby and shake that ###### like a ######

 

[Chorus]

Yeah i'm talkin to you ###### (get up and dance ######)

Wiggle that ###### ###### (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a ######)

What you going to do about it ######?

Sit there and cry like a little ######? ######.

 

Get up and dance ###### (wiggle that ###### ######)

You little trash ###### (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a trash ######)

Not trailer trash SWITCH

Take the person you with and exchange partners

 

[Verse 2: Kuniva]

Tell me that it aint no hangin, and ###### callin home

Untill you look at me before you answer the phone

When i flee, your ###### can get as naked and be as free

As you wanna be freak

But i'm takin the key with me.

You aint gonna get ######, so dont even ask

Disrespect my wishes, i'll beat your ######

Watch me comin home floor eatin half of your doggy bag

And i leave laughin, while you callin me on the rag

I'm the type that might cut off the lights when i hit

And before she cut them on, Kuniva already SWITCHED

Your ###### aint even ridin with Swift unless your goin

When i'm done, i throw you out and ask you where you goin

 

[Verse 3: Bizarre]

Hoe aint the only thing you call a girl

######, Tramp, (oh, how you doin sir?)

Ever since i was 8, i been startin to hate

I said ###### the Ho's, started eatin cheese cake

Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and grapes

###### that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy)

Ok, back to the ######, wash the dishes after that

Give me stitches. a ###### half indian chick, suck my ######

This time tommorow, i wont remember ######

Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators

And they aint now and laters ######.

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 4: Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae]

Hey baby whats up with you

Aiiyo your man here with you?

Nah, you single, i can tell(you came with them hoes didnt you)

No you need friends girl, excuse him mr lick it

(aiiyo lets get this party crackin these ###### aint got ######)

Now you know he didnt mean that (come on you seen that)

(she all whinin and ######, get this ###### a kleenex)

(what did he say?)

Nothin, he said you seem stressed

(naw, you got a big butt)

And you wearin your nice dress(cuz i was gonna say)

(you wasn't gonna say ######)

(excuse me?)

He said Michael Jackson jus got another face lift

(dumb hoe)

(oh, nigga!)

No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight

(######, what up though jus ###### for a buck, do somethin strange for change, maybe holla for a dolla, jus hop in the range)

(###### both yall niggas)

See i was tryin to be polite, stank ###### trick (oh someone jackin off tonight)

 

[Verse 5: Proof]

Why you a ###### but dont choke

I say the same to my momma

I got Christina, Brittany with me, ######

We bangin Madonna

Watch her strip you on that 10 ###### aint got change for a dollar

Blow your tounge and give kiss on your mouth you came with a condom

Quick out is the motto and jus swallow breathe, swallow breathe, now swallow these e's

I know you moca lotti mommys wont get down on your knees

You wont some money honey ###### you must be outta your weave

Hit the telly ###### her belly you aint gotta go weak

Plus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more sleep

I'm a pimp ###### dont be shy, show me them big tits

Your lipstick, i want it smeared all on my limp ######

For instance, busting nuts is only my interest

So princess, don't get your feelings hurt cuz men jus

Partyin bullshit till she gargle and swallow my ######

I'm takin the train to spain, don't bother callin ######

 

[Chorus]

 

[Outro]

Yeah, you heard me ######.

Did i stu-stu-studder stupid?

You aint listein to the words of this song anyways

All you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass (######)

Dancin, tryin to get a nigga money in the club

With your stupid manuper self

I was talkin bout you Do-do

You, you dumb ######

YOU!

The one that want a drink but dont want to pay for it

Spend all the money you make all week on that dress

And i spill a drink on it, actin like i'm drunk when i'm not

I"M JUST TRYIN TO ######

IM JUS TRYIN TO ###### ######!

 

(D-Twizzy, Yeah. ######, ######)

[! M@ro@mD !]

Steve's Coffee House

 

 

 

###### ba yah, ###### ba yah

###### ba yah, D12, ###### ba yah

D12, ###### ba yah

 

I've had a special request for..

 

I take a couple uppers,

I down a couple downers,

but nothin' compares

til' those blue and yellow purple pills

 

I've been to mushroom mountain,

once or twice boy who's countin'

but nothin' compares

to those purple yellow blue an pills

 

Cool, calm just like my mom

With a couple of valiums inside her palms

[! M@ro@mD !]

D12 World

 

 

 

[intro]

Welcome to D12 World!

Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls.

Welcome to D12 World!

Prostitutes and guns, so ###### the real world.

(Distorted) The world wants me to cope.

I don't smoke crack, I don't smoke crack, I don't.

 

[bizarre]

###### the silly ######, I pull a mac milli quick,

When D12 rock his summer it's over with.

All these ###### and all these hoes,

What the ###### you looking at me for? (You, *****!).

Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny ###### up in the Range.

I like my ###### raspy and nasty,

I like a fat and nasty ###### named Ashley

 

[swift]

I slide you dope without no procrastination,

And you can watch me ###### up your imagination.

I'm always drunk, and I fiend to smack hoes,

I mean it, I leave them screamin' like pteorodactyls.

This is our world. . .

 

[Kuniva]

We'd love to smack you,

Hot lead flying with debris and schrapnel.

Rippin' you to shreads, ######' up your tatoo.

Break into your crib, take your records and plaques too.

 

[Kon Artis]

D12 is, that's who!

Got you limpin'.

Still poppin' somethin' purple with a bottle of gin ######!

I ###### up your kinship, I lie in this ######.

Peep, I stole your mom's jeep and crashed into my street.

 

[Proof]

Crazy derange. Of course we Shady's gang,

Of course we wear clothes with holes and blood stains.

No doubt, we shoot badges, born with ski masks.

Chew on shro, rainbows, and p acids.

 

[Chorus]

Welcome to D12 World!

Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls.

Welcome to D12 World!

Prostitutes and guns, so ###### the real world.

Welcome to D12 World!

(Kon Artis Singing)

Welcome to D12 World!

Aaaaahhhhh!!!

 

[Kuniva]

Aiyyo

*****s be talkin' ######, but they layin' slugs? now.

I graduated from techs, I grip a pump now.

I used to be nice, but nice don't cut it.

Now I over they wig, if they don't uppen my budget.

 

[bizarre]

Them D12 *****s, they be quick to blast.

I take my shower cap off, and whup your ######.

Steppin' to us, you can't be the smartest,

Cause you'll get dropped like an Aftermath artist.

 

[swift]

They catch me mingling by a ###### with class,

When she turn I'll be sprinkling some ###### in her glass.

What part of this you can't understand?

I'll emiliate a man, worse then making a band.

(Kuniva - Don't be mistakin' that man),

(Kon Artis - He'll invite you over.)

Real fast, and pass your ###### a glass of ebola.

 

[Kon Artis]

I've been doing this for a minute,

And I'm starting to see my little brother (?brother's name prob?)

Look more like a star then me.

That's why I just started workin' out.

Man, this ###### ain't workin' out