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[Gun followed by screaming]

Pow-pow! Straight off the
Now, the dirtiest vet from the mile
Is without the techs and six shooter
Body polluter, perverted intruder
Now who the, fuck wanna with the diseased, that's dis-eased
I got a bitch trigger, my main-squeeze will make your brain

Dirty D is like cane

Remained eased, maintain chill status with no
Hot to your carriages, turn your dome to coleslaw
My thought is survival before my arrival
I'm jumping out on niggas I'm 5-0
Smack 'em up like a pack of fly hoes
Any opportunity to I never pass up
Fucking your clique with sticks - face down, ass up
Dirty Dozen packing the shit to your chest red
With our in ya mouth, fucking everything you just said

Yeah yeah bitch, to a block near you is Dirty Dozen
Nasty like a stank, slut with 30 husbands
When I was 5 I was fuckin'
And playing X-rated in Teddy Ruxpin
I used to up and down the block cussin'
in youth homes at 6 with glocks bussin'
I up with not ballers, who got dollars
Shot callers with and Rotwillers

By any means I'm on a killing spree
It's the devil in me, intoxicated with Hennessy
Beware life ain't fair and I care
Cher braids my hair her kids are in day-care
Two and I'm out for lunch
whore said I'm here "Sugar pie, honey bunch"
This Bizarre kid, that ain't the
You're more uncomfortable than an anorexic cat with fucking

Here's chance to advance
Get in your stance shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy
your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy

Back from the studio boy, I don't mingle
Smoking LSD, working on Lou Roths new
Who's the big guy quick like Sugar Ray
Fuck Calgon bitch, might take you away
Give up the cause I know you a freak
?? in a week, cause my got to eat
Date raping anorexic in my beat-up car
(Hold up Bizarre, you taking shit too far!!!)
but I can't stop cause my ain't there

Bust a nut then that bitch in Lake St. Clair
Your ain't rare, your rap style annoys
You rap a bitch plus I can't stand your voice
you suck, you whack as fuck, eat a dick
You need a brick upside dome, we be the clique
Runnin' you in carloads
Leaving you smashed down on tar roads, flat line barcodes

Put up your guard hoes, I'm heat the way we speak
Not Nike could cover these amazing feats
rappers eternally, internally and externally
For half stepping one-legged fraternities
McGraw, AKA Eye-Kyu
Putting something inside you, leaving holes I see right through
For anyone obstructing my view, my art of
Is slugs through your chest, that'll blow your out your back
Making you get fed, with a whole lot of led
And you over the Ambassador Bridge and scream "Drop Dead!"

Largely, I'm out to stack equations, without a
Make moms say "That's amazing," all the same like and Asian
My pack evasion, attack a and you blush like a Cadillac,
I wish your fleet try to battle rap,
Or make a man bleed, a cattle pack stampede
Front and co-sign my leave
Think to Recognize Sam Sneed
My ?? dispose ya, ya, another classic closure
The death-master out to ya
My team runs shit, from from the D E side, down to ya
Past the, norm, my crew swarm, the children of the corn
Dirty D 'till infinity, now it on

Here's your chance to
Get in stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy
Here's your chance to
Get in your stance shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off cowboy pants