[ Intro ] [ ]
who, New shit! D12 World, D-Twizzy!
[ Chorus ] [ ]
You don't got a reason to no beef You ain't got no to justify the means You don't got a cause, you better put it on You got the balls to fit in them draws So whatever it is you thinking that's got you You better start rethinking and it fast nobody told you, homie, ya wanna ask You better put them and let off the gas And Your Roll
[ 1 ] [ Swifty ]
??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get shot in da fast You popped willingly you walkin around with identity I'm a mockery you to watch what its fin to be I'm not mentally but lyrically we got it locked And its not about albums, I'll sock a nigga on da spot You cant help it but to imagine this walkin A strapped with a magnum blow that spasm out ya back And just stand there and snatch medallion See I cant any nigga that can not happen The immaculate handler got this wrappin by the back of his neck A scavenger I'm a threat then you fear me like a full of syringes I'm ill to scream at your front do', blow it off the hinges I'm marksmatic to press marksman walkin Cause soon body can catch me shootin up your carcus So dont provoke shit, I wish the whole was a neck so I can choke it, Furocious and you aint gonna be knowin ya folks is Fuck the milk cartons and posters its over, ghosts
[ Verse 2 ] [ ]
Niggaz is bitch instead of diggin a I'ma see how this river can get even bitches get hit I'ma walk a dog on all fours embark 'em with long Just fight for the wrong cause your boss with thong You aint in my racket bitch faggots wit wanksta tats on their ass Eminem: Magic Stick If I get hit once you get hit ( backwards )
These thugs need to do what he and just play the back Before I'll Put A Sword On Ya Head A Raider Cap You bust I'm sprayin back, leave hood layin flat Now you gonna say to that?
[ ] [ Eminem]
[ 3 ] [ Bizarre ]
up ??? truck, throw up, blow up, beat a handicap bitch up Fuck I kill the DJ I dont need you bitch I got a instant Lay down bitch get naked And fuck the viagra I'm tryna nut in two All the world, fuck wit different cliques You got no weed get the fuck out my room bitch
[ 4 ] [ Kuniva ]
I'm but I steal on niggaz like I was Clepto Put that chrome to ya head like you was Destro Why stop niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop Keep them toast like I hop nigga, we dirt so be alert Or get them guns on ya chest like a welcome to the T-shirt go back before throw backs, before I dro sacks I used to blow gats, bullets'll find you a low jack I'm hopeless, a ferocious of dope shit A culprit of a chaotic comotion Kuniva will shit off the map I post it you off your penny load so fuck that cold shit
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ 5 ] [ Kon Artis ]
I point my fingers to the ground, my waist to left of me To knuckle should ship like a Em down and you best be On your p's and q's we sees to use No one see's your views, so now you see's And put it in your magazine, but you should Know that was the most desperate that you could Pull out of your crotch you all owe us much Start doing herion lines for as much as you Like bitches Oscars, ya'll actresses 45's make bodies flip like flabby Bullets coming at doom like a buck up 6th Now what the fuck you gonna do to get up out of this record was released 17 years ago you dumb bitch Do the math, you'll never have a / aftermath ring And that kind of staff to back ass up so back that ass up Before we clap ass up ...
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ ] [ Kon Artis ]
Nigga you ask somebody These niggaz they can just put shit out on their own, Fuck 'em ..