[Intro- Yea Detroit fucker DJ Lantern (the evil genious) D12 We aint goin no We still smokin crack Let um
[Chorus - keep talkin Keep on off with them jaws because, we aint stoppin We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep Keep on poppin shit you poppin Cause we aint stoppin 'cause you aint us We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and 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 up im bearin the facts I pussy wit all my heart but i married the gats And nigga im top so dont play wit me Ill blow your tattoos all over your baby and all be hit Peers and all masuberg take your back, liver ribs and all Kuniva the street talker, heat sparker the beef Packin guns im sleep walkin (Bitch talkin) Throwin fire down your chimney While you eatin at Im in your bushes the semi wit the hands Never bow down to man I was poppin guns while you was still poppin some rubber your clan Sever hands and your legs Mail your brother your heart and send mother ya head
2 - Swifty] Im the only one your let touch her Type of brother that will fuck mother With a fishnet A belligerent and rowdy fucker That'll dump your body and still fly away to on the ?? When it to beefin It aint no Ill change your wit a stainless Im contained wit a anguish to leave your Im a deranged pit lift an AK to pinch ya face wit Niggas dont say shit fuck your man if its a bystander standin by im firein at ya, cause i can You get squashed pop cans I be shootin 7up in your man Im about to sell your 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 in this rage and your legs will be replaced
[Chorus - keep talkin Keep on popin off them jaws because We aint We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and walkin Keep on poppin that shit you Cause we aint stoppin 'cause you aint us We aint got to prove shit to yall so all can lick the balls and keep walkin ON
[Verse 3 - I her to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule Im to talk about lil Ray Ray and whatever do i aint gonna mention it He sue Next week this shit'll be out on DJ (Exclusive) The first time i had sex.. a derty No condom.. my grandmother.. bent over Bizarre been fuckin raw all Lets make a trade, my wife for your Sike, im not Im an intelectual, transexual, one (one nut) And i aint sayin shit it rhyme 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 chest out ya Leave ya body a streets bloody as hell Study my i cut and me fail A druggy on bail nutty as Which such buddy revel or in jail Still for hell The ghetto the wrong guy Now get ya lungs heart you full of like sponge bob We can set this from your front door to your CEO Got the key to coffin To pee on you me wit offers we taken over Or get China white mixed wit soda Ya me
[Outro - crack heads And this is just mix tape you fuckin morons This aint brains over This is over fuckin pussies come on bitch
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Bitch talkin Keep on popin off with jaws because We stoppin We aint got to prove shit to yall so all can lick the balls and keep walkin Keep on poppin that you poppin Cause we aint stoppin 'cause you stoppin us We aint got to shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin