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[Gun shots followed by

Pow-pow! Straight off the
Now, the street vet from the mile
Is without the techs and six shooter
Body bullet polluter, intruder
Now who the, fuck wanna buck with the diseased, dis-eased
I got a bitch named trigger, my main-squeeze will your brain

Dirty D is dope cane

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Largely, I'm out to equations, without a tax-evasion
Make moms say "That's amazing," all the same black and Asian
My pack evasion, attack a stage and you blush a Cadillac,
I wish your fleet would try to rap,
Or make a man bleed, a cattle pack stampede
Front and my hands leave
Think to Recognize Sam Sneed
My ?? ya, froze ya, another classic closure
The out to blast ya
My team runs shit, from the D E side, down to last ya
the, norm, my crew swarm, molest the children of the corn
Dirty D infinity, now bring it on

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