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[Gun followed by screaming]

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

Dirty D is dope like

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 you just said

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

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

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

Back from the studio boy, I wanna mingle
Smoking LSD, working on Lou new single
Who's the big guy who's quick Sugar Ray
Fuck Calgon bitch, Bizarre might you away
Give up the cause I know you a freak
?? in a week, cause my 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 in Lake St. Clair
mistakes ain't rare, your rap style annoys
You rap a bitch plus I can't stand your voice
Bitch you suck, you as fuck, eat a dick
You need a brick upside dome, we be the clique
Runnin' you down in
you smashed down on tar roads, flat line like barcodes

Put up your guard hoes, I'm heat the way we speak
Not even Nike could cover these amazing
Burning rappers eternally, and externally
For half stepping one-legged fraternities
McGraw, AKA Eye-Kyu
Putting something inside you, 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 back
Making sure you get fed, with a lot of led
And throw you 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 stage and you blush a Cadillac,
I your fleet would try to battle rap,
Or a man bleed, like a cattle pack stampede
Front and my hands leave
Think to like Sam Sneed
My ?? dispose ya, froze ya, classic closure
The death-master out to 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 'till infinity, now it on

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