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[Gun followed by screaming]

Pow-pow! off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet the mile
Is vexed the techs and six shooter
Body bullet polluter, intruder
Now who the, wanna buck with the diseased, that's dis-eased
I got a bitch named trigger, my main-squeeze make your brain

Dirty D is dope like

Remained eased, chill status with no pause
Hot slugs to your carriages, turn your dome to
My only thought is before my arrival
I'm jumping out on niggas I'm 5-0
Smack 'em up like a of trifling fly hoes
Any opportunity to mangle I pass up
Fucking your clique with sticks - face down, ass up
Dirty Dozen packing the to turn your chest red
With our dick in ya mouth, fucking you just said

Yeah yeah bitch, coming to a block near you is Dozen
Nasty like a stank, bitch with 30 husbands
I was 5 I was already fuckin'
And playing X-rated cassettes in Ruxpin
I to walk 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 means necessary I'm on a killing
It's the devil in me, intoxicated brown Hennessy
Beware ain't fair and I don't care
braids my hair while her kids are in day-care
Two and I'm out for lunch
Your whore I'm here "Sugar pie, honey bunch"
This Bizarre kid, that ain't the
more uncomfortable than an anorexic cat with fucking cancer

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

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

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

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

Largely, I'm out to stack equations, a tax-evasion
Make moms say "That's amazing," all the same black and Asian
My evasion, attack a stage and you blush like a Cadillac,
I your fleet would try to battle rap,
Or a man bleed, like a cattle pack stampede
Front and co-sign my leave
to Recognize like Sam Sneed
My ?? dispose ya, froze ya, another classic
The death-master out to ya
My team runs shit, from from the D E side, to last ya
Past the, norm, my crew swarm, molest the children of the
Dirty D infinity, now bring it on

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