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[Gun followed by screaming]

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

Dirty D is dope like

Remained eased, maintain chill status with no
Hot slugs to your carriages, turn your to coleslaw
My thought is survival before my arrival
I'm out on niggas like I'm 5-0
Smack 'em up like a pack of trifling fly
Any opportunity to mangle I pass up
Fucking your clique with broom - face down, ass up
Dozen packing the shit to turn your chest red
With our dick in ya mouth, everything you just said

Yeah yeah bitch, coming to a block near you is Dirty
Nasty like a stank, slut bitch 30 husbands
I was 5 I was already fuckin'
And playing X-rated cassettes in Ruxpin
I used to walk up and down the block
Locked in youth at 6 with glocks bussin'
I grew up with not ballers, who got
Shot with guns and Rotwillers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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