[Intro- Yea Detroit fucker DJ Lantern (the evil genious) D12 We aint goin no We smokin crack nigga Let um
[Chorus - keep talkin Keep on popin off with them jaws because, we stoppin We got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin Keep on that shit you poppin we aint stoppin 'cause you aint stoppin us We got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin ON
[Verse 1 - Yo the is back Im blazin niggas while up in the Sheraton last I even sold my therapist You niggas is bitch straight up im the facts I love pussy wit all my heart but i married the And nigga im top so dont play wit me Ill blow your all over your baby seat and all be hit Peers and all will take your back, liver ribs and all Kuniva the street talker, sparker the beef starter guns when im sleep walkin (Bitch talkin) Throwin fire down your chimney you eatin at wendys Im in your bushes cockin the wit the hands Never bow down to man I was guns while you was still poppin some rubber bands Smother clan your hands and your legs Mail your your heart and send your mother ya head
2 - Swifty] Im the only one your bitch let her Type of that will fuck your mother With a rubber A belligerent and rowdy mother dump your body and still fly away to maui on the ?? When it comes to It no explainin Ill change your wit a stainless Im contained wit a anguish to leave famous Im a deranged pit yall lift an AK to ya face wit Niggas say shit fuck your hype man if its a bystander standin by im firein at ya, cause i can You get like pop cans I be 7up in your mouth man Im about to your mama bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she blood I to see um wasted Im to behave in this case You try to be brave in this rage and your legs be replaced
[Chorus - keep talkin Keep on popin off them jaws because We stoppin We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin on poppin that shit you poppin Cause we stoppin 'cause you aint stoppin us We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and walkin ON
[Verse 3 - I aint her to talk about or Ja Rule Im here to about lil Ray Ray and whatever do Sike i aint mention it He sue Next week this shit'll be out on DJ (Exclusive) The first i had sex.. a derty mattress No condom.. my grandmother.. over backwards Bizarre been raw all summer Lets a trade, my wife for your brother Sike, im not Im an intelectual, transexual, one (one nut) And i aint sayin shit cause it I got cancer, im diein
4 - Proof] Rest in Jam Master Jay And BIG Im the best Guy in the Blow ya out ya chest And ya out ya vest ya body a mess streets bloody as hell Study my trail i cut and me A druggy on bail nutty as such like buddy revel Dead or in Still for hell The ghetto the wrong guy Now get ya lungs heart you full of like sponge bob We can set this your front door to your CEO office Got the key to coffin To pee on you me wit offers we taken over Or get China white wit bakin soda Ya me
[Outro - Fuckin crack And this is just mix tape shit you morons This aint brains over This is bullys fuckin pussies Haha come on
- Eminem]
Bitch talkin Keep on popin off with them because We aint We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep Keep on that shit you poppin Cause we aint 'cause you aint stoppin us We aint got to prove shit to yall so all can lick the balls and keep walkin