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[Gun shots by screaming]

Pow-pow! off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet from the
Is vexed without the techs and six
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 make your

Dirty D is like cane

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

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

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

Here's your chance to
Get in your stance I'll the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's chance to advance
Get in your I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the off your cowboy pants
Here's chance to advance
Get in stance I'll shot the holster 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 who's like Sugar Ray
Calgon bitch, Bizarre might take you away
Give up the pussy cause I know you a
?? 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 can't stop cause my brains there

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

Put up guard hoes, I'm blazing heat the way we speak
Not even Nike could cover these feats
Burning eternally, internally and externally
For half like one-legged fraternities
McGraw, AKA Eye-Kyu
Putting inside you, leaving holes that I see right through
For obstructing my view, my art of attack
Is slugs through your chest, blow your heart out your back
sure 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 black and
My pack evasion, attack a and you blush like a Cadillac,
I your fleet 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 ?? dispose ya, froze ya, another closure
The out to blast ya
My team runs shit, from the D E side, down to last ya
Past the, norm, my crew swarm, molest the of the corn
Dirty D infinity, now bring it on

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