[ Intro ] [ ]
who, New shit! D12 World, D-Twizzy!
[ Chorus ] [ ]
You don't got a reason to want no You ain't got no ends to justify the You got a cause, you better put it on pause You got the balls to fit in them draws So whatever it is you thinking got you gassed You better start and thinking it fast Ain't nobody told you, homie, ya ask You better put them and let off the gas And Slow Roll
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??? a menace to many, I'm not you get shot in da kennedy fast You popped willingly you walkin with Pac's identity I'm a you bout 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 on da spot You cant help it but to imagine this massacre A madman strapped a magnum blow that spasm out ya back And just stand and snatch your medallion See I fear any nigga that can not happen The immaculate Mack That got this by the back of his neck A scavenger I'm a threat you fear me like a hand full of syringes I'm ill to scream at your front do', blow it off the hinges I'm marksmatic to marksman outta walkin Cause soon your body can catch me shootin up carcus So provoke shit, I wish the whole mankind was a neck so I can choke it, Furocious and you aint gonna be where ya folks is Fuck the milk cartons and its over, they ghosts
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is bitch instead of diggin a ditch I'ma see how fill this river can get bitches get hit I'ma walk a dog on all embark 'em with long claws Just fight for the wrong cause your with thong drawers You aint in my racket followin faggots wit wanksta tats on their ass Eminem: Magic Stick If I get hit you get hit twice ( backwards )
These need to do what he love and just play the back Before I'll Put A Sword On Ya Head Like A Cap You bust I'm sprayin back, leave hood layin flat Now what you say to that?
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[ 3 ] [ Bizarre ]
Pull up ??? truck, up, blow up, beat a handicap bitch up butter I kill the DJ I need you bitch I got a instant replay Lay bitch get butt naked And fuck the viagra I'm tryna nut in two All around the world, fuck wit cliques You aint got no weed get the fuck out my bitch
[ 4 ] [ Kuniva ]
I'm calm but I steal on niggaz like I was Put that chrome shit to ya like you was Destro Why stop niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop Keep them toast I hop nigga, we breathe dirt so be alert Or get them on ya chest like a welcome to the hood T-shirt Let's go back throw backs, before I dro sacks I used to gats, bullets'll find you like a low jack I'm hopeless, a dosage of dope shit A culprit of culture a comotion Kuniva will shit off the map I post it Knock you off your penny so fuck that cold shit
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[ 5 ] [ Kon Artis ]
I my fingers to the ground, throw my waist to left of me To knuckle should ship like a Em down and you best be On p's and q's people we sees to use No one see's your views, so now you see's And put it in little magazine, but you should Know that was the most thing that you could out of your crotch you faggots all owe us much Start doing herion lines for as as you gossip Like with Oscars, ya'll actresses 45's make bodies like flabby tits Bullets coming at your doom like a up 6th Now what the fuck you do to get up out of this shit? Your record was released 17 years ago you dumb Do the math, you'll never have a / aftermath ring And that kind of staff to back that ass up so that ass up Before we clap ass up ...
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ ] [ Kon Artis ]
Nigga you ask somebody These niggaz think they can just put shit out on own, Fuck 'em ..