(Bust niggas man!) Yeah I see bitch ass niggas man (Put hands on them niggas man) what man? We Baaack (For Real) Off some freestyle man, D12 man Man you should see the on this bitch man Man touch one of niggas souls man Niggers are until they cross that gun line Bust 9s, come through like Jordan in clutch Play the streets if we have to we bust rhymes You ain't enough, stab a up in the lunch line Sho stopper, 44 we so propper D-12 operations, no doctor Lift a nigga roof up, shoot ??? fear Sitting high up in the ranks like a chair Wake you up in the morning, ain't no here Just a nigger with a gun and you should fear! (Wake up bitch!)
I'll hit you in the head a hammer Fuck ya mom's got her style, adjusting the camera loco, we tucking the Mac, grabbin the ratchet Knife or the gun, way it's all tragic! Go and tell my back pack they don't what rap is Bullets hit as quick as ?? Judah when he Trick massacre central, number 2 pencil in your my mood swings likme women on menstal. Tommy gun like an old exhaust pipe Heart below touch me and get frost bite Let a couple break you off at the stop light YOLO hangin out hte window it pop right (YOLO!) You and me is like Mike to Cartwright You talk tought but wouldn't spill a in a bar fight Dirty Dozen back on that for real Death to anybody the full can seal
The Grim Walk streets and plot The street sweeper pop out of their sneakers I strangle anybody, ya main a diva Sprinkling bleach in your sativa These buck shots can turn your face into a Leaving them slump like the Tower of Pisa I treat my heat like a Visa, I never leave it I bust metal we steady body countin' a scoundrel dirty rotten my beat is The I fought young are still in the hospital I'm conquering the missions that you find Like breaking in the woman's locker room with my The walls of my nostrils are from crushin' Oxycontins Sniff it, walk up to the cops an ask them to me up I'm so fuck cases I'm the type to conversate the corpse in my basement I'm wasted daily, I in my drink I be arguing my shrink, everyday of the week Nigga's hiding until they face look like meat And nothin but the shell in my chamber in a freak It's Genghis Khan/Satan, dangling So heavy I drag them bitches on the pavement They say shit! saran wrap your family I'm lyricaly anthrax, I'm passin out to niggas, gotta vendetta. Sick stigma to get rid of em quicker while they chilling in litter I'm a gorilla, neck snapper peel a cap faster than genuine draft hazardous bastard cast You ain't gangster, a lab rat A pen and a pad That's how to after I stab em
murder without the mass A poker night without the A without her ass A without a dad Live form Saint Missouri Two murder left a hung jury They ban Bizarre MTV Jumping on the stage like mama did Jay-Z I'm gonna get up on stage I'm gonna do the whole song Yellow thong with a sign said we get along?' When I went to L.A. a hundred tried to jump me ??? bent me hte tabl and tried to fuck me, aha! Kuniva me, D-12 dumped me fag go get ??? some company (You Fag!) Fly down sunset, real fast Watchin' Kim Kardashian gettin' in a sick car That's too fucking bad, someone her dad Tell him Bush is a fag little girls, taking all they lunches Hit em in the face with Pacquiao punches A hundred crunches, a hundred Round off kick, hit them with a fuckin and somethin Bomb shit, bomb I got the so bitch I'm the bomb, bitch! Bomb whips, on Rick I'mma on you! you ain't gonna bomb on shit! Bomb dick, click Ever I've been the bomb Bitch you ain't been the since Nonsense, this shit Hey, yo yo stop this