[ Intro ] [ ]
who, New shit! D12 World, D-Twizzy!
[ Chorus ] [ ]
You don't got a reason to want no You ain't got no to justify the means You don't got a cause, you put it on pause You don't got the balls to fit in draws So it is you thinking that's got you gassed You better start and thinking it fast Ain't nobody you, homie, ya wanna ask You better put brakes and let off the gas And Slow Roll
[ 1 ] [ Swifty ]
??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get in da kennedy fast You popped you walkin around with Pac's identity I'm a mockery you to watch what its fin to be I'm not mentally focused but we got it locked And its not about droppin albums, I'll sock a nigga on da You cant help it but to imagine walkin massacre A madman strapped with a magnum that spasm out ya back And just stand there and snatch your See I cant fear any nigga can not happen The immaculate handler That got this wrappin by the back of his A scavenger I'm a threat then you fear me like a full of syringes I'm ill enough to scream at your front do', it off the hinges I'm to press marksman outta walkin Cause soon your body can 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 be knowin where ya folks is Fuck the milk cartons and its over, they ghosts
[ Verse 2 ] [ ]
Niggaz is bitch of diggin a ditch I'ma see how this river can get even bitches get hit I'ma walk a dog on all fours embark 'em long claws Just fight for the wrong cause your boss thong drawers You aint in my racket bitch faggots wit wanksta tats on their ass Eminem: Stick If I get hit once you get hit twice ( backwards )
These thugs need to do he love and just play the back I'll Put A Sword On Ya Head Like A Raider Cap You bust I'm sprayin back, leave hood layin flat Now you gonna say to that?
[ ] [ Eminem]
[ 3 ] [ Bizarre ]
Pull up ??? truck, throw up, blow up, beat a handicap up butter I kill the DJ I dont need you I got a instant replay Lay bitch get butt naked And fuck the I'm tryna nut in two seconds All around the world, fuck wit different You aint got no weed get the fuck out my bitch
[ Verse 4 ] [ ]
I'm calm but I steal on like I was Clepto Put chrome shit to ya head like you was Destro Why niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop figures Keep them toast like I hop nigga, we breathe dirt so be Or get guns on ya chest like a welcome to the hood T-shirt Let's go back before throw backs, before I dro I used to blow gats, bullets'll find you a low jack I'm hopeless, a dosage of dope shit A of culture a chaotic comotion Kuniva will shit off the map I post it Knock you off your penny so fuck that cold shit
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ Verse 5 ] [ Kon ]
I point my fingers to the ground, my waist to left of me To should ship like a Em upside down and you best be On your p's and q's people we to use No one your views, so now you see's exclusives And put it in your magazine, but you should Know that was the most desperate that you could Pull out of crotch you faggots all owe us much Start doing herion lines for as as you gossip Like bitches with Oscars, ya'll 45's make bodies flip like flabby Bullets coming at your doom like a up 6th Now what the fuck you gonna do to get up out of shit? Your record was released 17 ago you dumb bitch Do the math, you'll have a shady / aftermath ring And that of staff to back that ass up so back that ass up Before we clap ass up ...
[ Chorus ] [ ]
[ ] [ Kon Artis ]
Nigga you ask somebody These niggaz think can just put shit out on their own, Fuck 'em ..