[Hook]
Them niggas tried to rob me
Could get the dick
All them bitches tried to play me
You could my the dick
Niggas tried to jump D
You could get my dick
I'm gon' bang when I see you
So get my dick
[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With fellas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite
[Young Zee]
I got great skills
And if my record sells eight mil'
I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted
Get drunk and take pills
Fast gun play
Gon' get you blast one day
Fuckin' with Zee
It be today motherfucker
Look like a sitcom for no brain
We bum a loop
Jettin' from Roscoe Peco train
Slip a tab and mushrooms in my coffee
With half a forty
Feel like the wall's moving towards me
Ya, till I die from old age
I'll be pulling girls up to suck my dick
Right on stage
So stop talking
Get them old jellies walking
'Fore I call Pace celly walkman
Tell him y'all been
Acting iffy
And it's really starting to piss me
And like popcorn, my niggas be here in a jiffy
With all the mac 10's set beside me
I gon' start wylin' and kill everybody
[Hook]
Tell your fronting ass bitch
To get the dick
And to you booty ass label
To get my dick
To you corny ass rappers
Get my dick
To all you motherfuckers
Get my dick
[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite
[Pace Won]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Pace Won, Mr. Perfect
Take a warm shower
Make a condo out of saw powder
Make the sunny clips at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit
Like Jowahn Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray
Time to pay massive dues
So I take MC's that pass the rules
And fly 'em into space like NASA do
I'm the weed lover
Go in deep cover
Tricking these goofy ass hoes
I need rubbers
Your favorite nucka flow butter
Niggas get mobbed
Leave with their clothes cut up
"When you come?" is what they asking me
You fresh to No Limit like Master P
I be keeping shit milky like cask and cream
Pace Won, lace blunts, get a masking fiend
Motherfucker
[Hook]
And to y'all fag ass cocks
Get the dick
To your bitches on the block
Get the dick
And to the fake weed spots (Fuck that)
Get the dick
And y'all niggas without socks
Get the dick
[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite
[Azz-Iz]
Your flow is kinda doo doo
I'm more filthier than mic bombs
From Newark to Honolulu
Mowahd to cherry, raspberry
Apple cranberry, strawberry
Motherfucking flows extraordinary
Your bitch ass'll get bodied and buried
By the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary
Give me a mob
Let me champ one
Steadily handsome
Black and like temper tantrums
Spitting like automatic handguns
Can't run
Your style is more garbage than Shirley Manson
You got a platinum single, Roley, and money
I'm bummy but I bet I can get your bitch
To beat my dick for me
[Bizarre]
Doing drivebys in less than two minutes
And I know one of these houses on the block
Got your fucking family in it
And what's the worst is
Is y'all niggas gon' need nurses
I collect money on your block
Like ushers at churches
No matter where your boys go
Nigga I'ma get 'em
You can ask Ponsa's Funeral Home
How much business I be sending 'em
You forgot bitch nigga
I know where you stay
Loaded AK
Move little Johnny out the way
Bet ya these bats
Guarantee your ass won't be walking
I drive '98 Suburbans
While you push cars from the auction
You don't wanna see Bizarre Kid get dumb
I beat bitches' ass when I'm a in a good mood
So imagine I'm in a bad one
You better duck when I pull this nine
I done shot up your block so many times
All I see is 'For Sale' signs
They say these cats only got nine lives
Bizarre done took eight
So tonight you die
[Hook]
Get the dick
Ya ya ya
Get the dick
Yo Bizarre, ya, ya
Get the dick
All you fuckers in Detroit
Get, get
[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With fellas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite
[Yah Lover]
You dummies
The reason bitches want me to spend money
Just to spread 'em like gin rummy
I'm Yah Yah, holier than Roshashana
With baby mamas that's pro-black like DeSada
The Lover large and at peace with his god
Behind bars
Y'all niggas living close with the guards
Fucking with y'all I'll always catch a charts
See Johanas Bach
She wanna run, tell her sarge
Life's short, I play hard
See your crew on the street
Better know I won't hesitate to spray y'all
I keep a wife for killing you
And everybody looking like you fag
It's a never-ending cycle
Can't nobody come and save you when I start shit
My letters like kryptonite to the Clark Kents
I'll rip a crew with dust and liquor too
Too despicable
Toss you off the Terrazone Richaloo
I rise like Christ
The third night on mics
But it ain't Easter
It's only death when I meet ya
[Hook]
So get the dick
Get the dick
Bitches everywhere
Get the dick
All the stupid family affairs
Get the dick
All you O-U-T's in here
Get the dick
We liquid
So get the dick
Motherfucker ya ya ya
Get the dick
[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite
Hit Me With Your Best Shot lyrics - D12
[Verse 1 - Bizarre:]
Who died, what happened? Marshall stopped rappin'
I guess that makes me the captain, hit the matress, pistol packin'
sick assassin, bitch to gassin', get to mashin'
D-12 broke up, were you bitches askin'
Our clique relaxin' in the hills of Aspen, poppin' pills and Aspirin
and I'm the machine that brought Marshall back to life
told him that my rhymes just have to be tight
so I figured that I would grab the mic
like a nigga 'bout to rhyme right after Christ
sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight
grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only right
living like a rock star is the only life
and we are, 6 grown men, who are old friends
my nigga Bugz, DeShaun Holton
all the way down, I'ma hold them, D-12 nigga, 'till the world end
[Verse 2 - Swifty:]
A lotta niggas try to underestimate me
'till I come back with vengeance and slice their trachea
Y'all been placed on a contract for hatin'
I'ma waste 'em, one by one, for taintin'
Ability to kill a facility, I'm a sinner of Satan
fast as a child rapist facin'
Life or trifle, Henny has made me in waitin'
they gon' lock me up under the basement
I'm a one man army, marine and navy
you done made me angry
I'm crazy, insane, and maybe
I bite the face off your baby
for anyone who try to diss Proof or Hailie
I'ma break their Halo
put 'em on the reaper's payroll, erase them and hang their soul
it ain't no hoes here, McVay s got a scroll
With names on it, dipped in blood, man I'm cold
[Verse 3 - Mr Porter:]
I know you thought we were done, we rose up
got a gun to make your whole inside fold up
and hit us with the best shot and we're still standin'
so tell the world it can lick our scrotum
straight soldiers, who wanna stunt
who wanna be the fall guy, who want the punt
who wanna get fucked for lookin' at me sideways
every time I roll up I'ma keep it blunt
where did y'all run when we almost lost Marshall
y'all did it big like Costco
and we back in this bitch like a tampon
still fuck dirty, Em's clean like a bar o' soap
and you were so slick, on some baffoon shit
my hand's on a sweeper, your was on a broomstick
stop lookin' all stupid, I'm rude and abusive
and strapped, don't make me use it
[Verse 4 - Eminem:]
Aight, here's where I come in at...
I came in this game with, bad intentions,
and I ain't budged, not even an inch since then
I'm stubborn, evil, and insensitive
I'm like nothing you ever seen, pencil in
hand, it's like I'm holding the insulin,
so you might wanna button it like Benjamin
I ain't frightened of nothing, I injure men
step right in this mark with my henchmen and
walk, straight to the stage,
I ain't here to cause trouble, get the fuck out my face
fall back, little cocksucker, I ain't A&W
don't get your cold mugs in my way
get 'em? Shattered, fuckin' A
been this way since B.C., what can I say?
I'm stuck in my ways like double stick tape
don't get turned to a vegetable dick face
you ain't Superman, stay in your lane, Lois
D-12 spittin' flames like flamethrowers
spit 'til we get sprained jaws with metaphors
that cut with the same force as chainsaws
hope you're coming with your A game,
'cause things have changed in this game, isn't the same game, boys
the stakes have been raised, better make lemonade
when they give you lemons, if they want us, let 'em aim for us
Who died, what happened? Marshall stopped rappin'
I guess that makes me the captain, hit the matress, pistol packin'
sick assassin, bitch to gassin', get to mashin'
D-12 broke up, were you bitches askin'
Our clique relaxin' in the hills of Aspen, poppin' pills and Aspirin
and I'm the machine that brought Marshall back to life
told him that my rhymes just have to be tight
so I figured that I would grab the mic
like a nigga 'bout to rhyme right after Christ
sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight
grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only right
living like a rock star is the only life
and we are, 6 grown men, who are old friends
my nigga Bugz, DeShaun Holton
all the way down, I'ma hold them, D-12 nigga, 'till the world end
[Verse 2 - Swifty:]
A lotta niggas try to underestimate me
'till I come back with vengeance and slice their trachea
Y'all been placed on a contract for hatin'
I'ma waste 'em, one by one, for taintin'
Ability to kill a facility, I'm a sinner of Satan
fast as a child rapist facin'
Life or trifle, Henny has made me in waitin'
they gon' lock me up under the basement
I'm a one man army, marine and navy
you done made me angry
I'm crazy, insane, and maybe
I bite the face off your baby
for anyone who try to diss Proof or Hailie
I'ma break their Halo
put 'em on the reaper's payroll, erase them and hang their soul
it ain't no hoes here, McVay s got a scroll
With names on it, dipped in blood, man I'm cold
[Verse 3 - Mr Porter:]
I know you thought we were done, we rose up
got a gun to make your whole inside fold up
and hit us with the best shot and we're still standin'
so tell the world it can lick our scrotum
straight soldiers, who wanna stunt
who wanna be the fall guy, who want the punt
who wanna get fucked for lookin' at me sideways
every time I roll up I'ma keep it blunt
where did y'all run when we almost lost Marshall
y'all did it big like Costco
and we back in this bitch like a tampon
still fuck dirty, Em's clean like a bar o' soap
and you were so slick, on some baffoon shit
my hand's on a sweeper, your was on a broomstick
stop lookin' all stupid, I'm rude and abusive
and strapped, don't make me use it
[Verse 4 - Eminem:]
Aight, here's where I come in at...
I came in this game with, bad intentions,
and I ain't budged, not even an inch since then
I'm stubborn, evil, and insensitive
I'm like nothing you ever seen, pencil in
hand, it's like I'm holding the insulin,
so you might wanna button it like Benjamin
I ain't frightened of nothing, I injure men
step right in this mark with my henchmen and
walk, straight to the stage,
I ain't here to cause trouble, get the fuck out my face
fall back, little cocksucker, I ain't A&W
don't get your cold mugs in my way
get 'em? Shattered, fuckin' A
been this way since B.C., what can I say?
I'm stuck in my ways like double stick tape
don't get turned to a vegetable dick face
you ain't Superman, stay in your lane, Lois
D-12 spittin' flames like flamethrowers
spit 'til we get sprained jaws with metaphors
that cut with the same force as chainsaws
hope you're coming with your A game,
'cause things have changed in this game, isn't the same game, boys
the stakes have been raised, better make lemonade
when they give you lemons, if they want us, let 'em aim for us
How People Get Fucked Up lyrics - D12
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
[Kuniva]
If you a loud mouth
Trying to wild out
And we see just how you laying
And we peep your style out
(You a punk)
When you chilling out in front of your truck
And get stuck
That's how niggas get fucked up
[Proof]
No love at home with your infolks
And the world just keeps fucking with your mental
And all these kids making fun of your trench coat
That's how students get shot up
[Kon Artis]
Hating on us but you come to our show (Fuck them niggas)
I crowd surf and you let me go
Oh no
Whip your ass when I get off the floor
Just so you know though
That's how haters get fucked up
[Swift]
When the police pull you over and shit and find ganja
Now every month they checking on your piss
They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since
And now they sweating you
That's how P.O.'s get fucked up
[Kuniva]
When your mans hook you up with a bitch
Over the phone
And when you see her
She ugly as shit (God damn)
Now at the end of the date she want a kiss
And some dick
That's how blind dates get fucked up
[Proof]
Say we got a real crew with a lot of skill
And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills
Y'all fools just mad cuz y'all ain't got a deal
Local rappers talk too much
[Kon Artis]
You don't like this pain
But you roll with punks
Manage to trip the alarm
And you all get stumped
Cops got AK's
Y'all only got pumps
That shit's just dumb
That's how Cruzzie?? got locked up
[Swift]
When your ass wanna walk in the club
But 'stead of telling you to wait
The nigga wanna push and shove (move)
They get trampled from the niggas you brought
So move over
That's how bouncers get fucked up
[Chorus x2]
[Kuniva]
When you get your guns outta the stash
And gather all your homies up
To go and shoot up a pad
Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas
You better haul ass
That's how drive-bys get fucked up
[Proof]
Mixing weed with the brew
Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes
Nitrous balloons
Acid tablets and magic mushrooms
That's how D12 get fucked up
[Kon Artis]
I like your records
But my album aint dropped
Dr. Dre's my favorite
Bitch get off his jock
Got a backstage pass and I need to get off
Wanna meet da-da-da Doc?
That's how groupies get tossed up
[Bizarre]
Drop outta school
Take drugs and molest sluts
Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut
Your parents don't like me, but guess what (what)
Cuz Bizarre don't give a fuck
[Kuniva]
Chokin' your wife all in front of your peeps
She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep
They back together by the end of the week
That's so sweet
Slim and Kim argue too much
[Proof]
Invite a ho to your house
While your bitch is out
Now you got the dick
All up in her fuckin mouth
Pull it out
And then you bust off on her favorite blouse
That's how Clinton got caught? up
[Kon Artis]
Steal cars, wreck bars, got fucked up beyond
Recognition, walk in 50? clubs like we stars
Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches
That's how Runyan Ave. is cut
[Swift]
When your life wasn't raised up right
See your mother coming home
With different niggas every night
And then you run in to the one you don't like
So get the fuck off [shooting]
That's how step-dads get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
[Kuniva]
If you a loud mouth
Trying to wild out
And we see just how you laying
And we peep your style out
(You a punk)
When you chilling out in front of your truck
And get stuck
That's how niggas get fucked up
[Proof]
No love at home with your infolks
And the world just keeps fucking with your mental
And all these kids making fun of your trench coat
That's how students get shot up
[Kon Artis]
Hating on us but you come to our show (Fuck them niggas)
I crowd surf and you let me go
Oh no
Whip your ass when I get off the floor
Just so you know though
That's how haters get fucked up
[Swift]
When the police pull you over and shit and find ganja
Now every month they checking on your piss
They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since
And now they sweating you
That's how P.O.'s get fucked up
[Kuniva]
When your mans hook you up with a bitch
Over the phone
And when you see her
She ugly as shit (God damn)
Now at the end of the date she want a kiss
And some dick
That's how blind dates get fucked up
[Proof]
Say we got a real crew with a lot of skill
And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills
Y'all fools just mad cuz y'all ain't got a deal
Local rappers talk too much
[Kon Artis]
You don't like this pain
But you roll with punks
Manage to trip the alarm
And you all get stumped
Cops got AK's
Y'all only got pumps
That shit's just dumb
That's how Cruzzie?? got locked up
[Swift]
When your ass wanna walk in the club
But 'stead of telling you to wait
The nigga wanna push and shove (move)
They get trampled from the niggas you brought
So move over
That's how bouncers get fucked up
[Chorus x2]
[Kuniva]
When you get your guns outta the stash
And gather all your homies up
To go and shoot up a pad
Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas
You better haul ass
That's how drive-bys get fucked up
[Proof]
Mixing weed with the brew
Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes
Nitrous balloons
Acid tablets and magic mushrooms
That's how D12 get fucked up
[Kon Artis]
I like your records
But my album aint dropped
Dr. Dre's my favorite
Bitch get off his jock
Got a backstage pass and I need to get off
Wanna meet da-da-da Doc?
That's how groupies get tossed up
[Bizarre]
Drop outta school
Take drugs and molest sluts
Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut
Your parents don't like me, but guess what (what)
Cuz Bizarre don't give a fuck
[Kuniva]
Chokin' your wife all in front of your peeps
She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep
They back together by the end of the week
That's so sweet
Slim and Kim argue too much
[Proof]
Invite a ho to your house
While your bitch is out
Now you got the dick
All up in her fuckin mouth
Pull it out
And then you bust off on her favorite blouse
That's how Clinton got caught? up
[Kon Artis]
Steal cars, wreck bars, got fucked up beyond
Recognition, walk in 50? clubs like we stars
Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches
That's how Runyan Ave. is cut
[Swift]
When your life wasn't raised up right
See your mother coming home
With different niggas every night
And then you run in to the one you don't like
So get the fuck off [shooting]
That's how step-dads get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
I Made It lyrics - D12
[Trick Trick:]
(This shit ain't funny)
Yeah, Ok!
Y'all didn't know what it is, nigga?
[?]
The game has officially changed
That's right
I don't know what you thought [?]
Goon Sqwad, D12
McVay, crack they heads nigga!
[Swifty McVay:]
This is the tales of the dark side
I park right in front of your spot
Put a hole in your car right
I never been playing like they told
That I lean over that passenger side
It ain't rovin' while it's golden, I give you hoes a makeover
Pole pose a shit and his arms a break your both of them
And I'm a dash faster than locomotive
I can trespassing a ram shaking
Murder your families and it ain't no closure
I cast snatcher, I stop all type of transactions
When I get back on the block these niggers mashing
I got the world in my palm and I'm a smash it
Sprinkle the ashes in the atmosphere
I'm just an animal, pass it enough to grab the back of your neck
And stuff your face in a half of cake
Force you to take a breath, I could care less about who you be
Or what you do for the community
We taking it over I'm on a shootin' spree
[Hook - Trick Trick & Swifty McVay:]
Time and time again I get it, speak your hustling I get it
I get it, what? I get it, what? I get it, yes I get it
Whenever I drop the line they faded
Single top of the world I made it
I made it, what? I made it, what?
Taking over this bitch and Y'all Hate it
[Trick Trick:]
It's the return of the aggravated assault-slash-robbery
Possession with intent to deliver federal property
Another assault with intent to great bodily
And I ain't pleading guilty to shit, and won't cope a plea
3 strikes in and motherfuck the 4th
Continue to take the 5th and I ain't going to court
Then life an outlaw on the run, with g-shit to do
I ever get caught I'm a 4th degree habitual
Just for me splittin' and everyday ritual 74 stitches
Just from me trippin' you, your blood bleeds your ass, I'm a a show what Trick Trick'll do
Nigga you don't want it with me and I ain't shitting with you
Up top d cap one and black tees no holster, 30 round clip the black squeeze
Verses smell Proof, looking like black cheese
I'm backing these rap niggers up with a rap sheet
[Bizarre:]
Pacquiao punches, Mayweather swag
Mike Tyson attitude, Ali Jabs (uhh)
Back at the lab, cookin' up shit
Fuck your yellow pages, you ain't looking up shit
Convict lunatic, no gang banger
Throw the towel in like Apollo Creed's trainer (stop the fight!)
Suck everybody's dick you ain't got no choice
I ain't T-Pain but I do something to your voice
Ak47 I shoot up your crib, get your ass in the house like Michael Jackson's kid
Trick trick and D12, click click and see shells
5 o'clock news catch the details
And fuck weed, nigga I'm on angel dust
I got some talk that makes Rosa Parks get off the bus (Get off the bus!)
And god forbid if I ever get shot
Give me 6 Vicodin and Michael Jackson's doc
Bizarre, Bitch!
[Hook]
[Kuniva:]
It's best to shut your mouth up
Bullets flying through your window
Hit your pit-bull, split your sister and your spouse up
Gotta keep the hustle going, A Shady fuckin' omen
Hollows rip your shirt like Hulk Hogan with his muscles showin'
We on the paper route, if he ain't talking right, take him out
I don't need cameras when I fill your mouth
Get your patron mob, Trick Trick boom squad
D-12 loonie chop, shooting from the roof top
Gotta keep the green up, you can tell I'm seeing stuff
Making mess with you the corner player cleaned up
Do it for the gusto, what up doh
You a bitch you nigger, you can take it how you want like a slut ho
If it ain't about that bread then I ain't listening
If she ain't talking about head then ain't kicking it
Way worse than EST about my dividends
To finish you off in the hospital while I’m visiting
[Hook]
(This shit ain't funny)
Yeah, Ok!
Y'all didn't know what it is, nigga?
[?]
The game has officially changed
That's right
I don't know what you thought [?]
Goon Sqwad, D12
McVay, crack they heads nigga!
[Swifty McVay:]
This is the tales of the dark side
I park right in front of your spot
Put a hole in your car right
I never been playing like they told
That I lean over that passenger side
It ain't rovin' while it's golden, I give you hoes a makeover
Pole pose a shit and his arms a break your both of them
And I'm a dash faster than locomotive
I can trespassing a ram shaking
Murder your families and it ain't no closure
I cast snatcher, I stop all type of transactions
When I get back on the block these niggers mashing
I got the world in my palm and I'm a smash it
Sprinkle the ashes in the atmosphere
I'm just an animal, pass it enough to grab the back of your neck
And stuff your face in a half of cake
Force you to take a breath, I could care less about who you be
Or what you do for the community
We taking it over I'm on a shootin' spree
[Hook - Trick Trick & Swifty McVay:]
Time and time again I get it, speak your hustling I get it
I get it, what? I get it, what? I get it, yes I get it
Whenever I drop the line they faded
Single top of the world I made it
I made it, what? I made it, what?
Taking over this bitch and Y'all Hate it
[Trick Trick:]
It's the return of the aggravated assault-slash-robbery
Possession with intent to deliver federal property
Another assault with intent to great bodily
And I ain't pleading guilty to shit, and won't cope a plea
3 strikes in and motherfuck the 4th
Continue to take the 5th and I ain't going to court
Then life an outlaw on the run, with g-shit to do
I ever get caught I'm a 4th degree habitual
Just for me splittin' and everyday ritual 74 stitches
Just from me trippin' you, your blood bleeds your ass, I'm a a show what Trick Trick'll do
Nigga you don't want it with me and I ain't shitting with you
Up top d cap one and black tees no holster, 30 round clip the black squeeze
Verses smell Proof, looking like black cheese
I'm backing these rap niggers up with a rap sheet
[Bizarre:]
Pacquiao punches, Mayweather swag
Mike Tyson attitude, Ali Jabs (uhh)
Back at the lab, cookin' up shit
Fuck your yellow pages, you ain't looking up shit
Convict lunatic, no gang banger
Throw the towel in like Apollo Creed's trainer (stop the fight!)
Suck everybody's dick you ain't got no choice
I ain't T-Pain but I do something to your voice
Ak47 I shoot up your crib, get your ass in the house like Michael Jackson's kid
Trick trick and D12, click click and see shells
5 o'clock news catch the details
And fuck weed, nigga I'm on angel dust
I got some talk that makes Rosa Parks get off the bus (Get off the bus!)
And god forbid if I ever get shot
Give me 6 Vicodin and Michael Jackson's doc
Bizarre, Bitch!
[Hook]
[Kuniva:]
It's best to shut your mouth up
Bullets flying through your window
Hit your pit-bull, split your sister and your spouse up
Gotta keep the hustle going, A Shady fuckin' omen
Hollows rip your shirt like Hulk Hogan with his muscles showin'
We on the paper route, if he ain't talking right, take him out
I don't need cameras when I fill your mouth
Get your patron mob, Trick Trick boom squad
D-12 loonie chop, shooting from the roof top
Gotta keep the green up, you can tell I'm seeing stuff
Making mess with you the corner player cleaned up
Do it for the gusto, what up doh
You a bitch you nigger, you can take it how you want like a slut ho
If it ain't about that bread then I ain't listening
If she ain't talking about head then ain't kicking it
Way worse than EST about my dividends
To finish you off in the hospital while I’m visiting
[Hook]
I Remember lyrics - D12
Your Mother!
You fuckin faggot
There once was a man who liked to jump around
But he got too old to jump up and down
So he put down the mic and picked the guitar up
Started singin the blues like there was no tomorrow
Left his boys in the House Of Pain
It was the wisest decision he ever made
But the dumbest thing that he could ever do
Is try to pump a 380 at those that act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do
Cuz i remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was
How it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along
Now nobody wanna here your old ass sing no more
I remember back when you had the knack
And I remember when you had your first heart attack
I was right there laughin when I heard the news
I just wish the cardiac would have murderered you
Maybe Ice-T is right you are a bitch
You come around when your broke
And leave when your rich
But the dumbest thing that he could ever do
Is try to pump a 380 at those who act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do
Cuz i remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was
How it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along
Now nobody wanna here your old ass sing no more
Remeber back in 94 like right before Ms. Everlast was Whitey Ford
Before his heart attack had him on life support
When House Of Pain was outta fame
Like some one douced the flame
And maybe they destined never to jump around again
Or ever further back when I first had heard the knack
And you were down with Syndicate
I went to get your shit man I was into it
But then you went and took your style and switched the shit
Now you sound rediculous
You dickless piece of shit how could you diss me bitch
I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude
Remember Sway and Tech when came up and sat beside you
Started rhymin then you left the room and didnt say goodbye or nuttin
Like you mad cuz some one else is white and tryin rhyme or sumtin
Im sorry man I wasnt tryin to steal your light or nuttin
But your a homo sexual white rappin irish ( )
Man I wish I was irish then I could be a ( ) too
Then I'd be confused as you
And I wouldnt know what to do
Wuts up with you, I never fucked wit you
Why would you fuck with me
Knowing I could rap circles around you
Wut you nutz as me ?
Plus I could sing better then you and I dont fuckin sing
And probably play guitar better and I aint never touched a string
But I aint mad at you I'd hate me to if I was you
Im what your used to be, shit you was me in 92
So ever time I right a lyric Im a think of you
And maybe that will help me know what its like to sing the blues
Cuz i remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was
How it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along
Now no one wanna here your old ass sing no more
Fuckin faggot sissy, fuck
And by the way 380's a fuckin sissy gun
You gunna shoot somebody use a fucking real gun
You little bitch, next time you use my name in a song
Dont be subliminal about it
You gunna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot
Fuckin punk pussy, fucking little bitch
Fuckin cunt , FUCK IT!
You fuckin faggot
There once was a man who liked to jump around
But he got too old to jump up and down
So he put down the mic and picked the guitar up
Started singin the blues like there was no tomorrow
Left his boys in the House Of Pain
It was the wisest decision he ever made
But the dumbest thing that he could ever do
Is try to pump a 380 at those that act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do
Cuz i remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was
How it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along
Now nobody wanna here your old ass sing no more
I remember back when you had the knack
And I remember when you had your first heart attack
I was right there laughin when I heard the news
I just wish the cardiac would have murderered you
Maybe Ice-T is right you are a bitch
You come around when your broke
And leave when your rich
But the dumbest thing that he could ever do
Is try to pump a 380 at those who act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do
Cuz i remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was
How it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along
Now nobody wanna here your old ass sing no more
Remeber back in 94 like right before Ms. Everlast was Whitey Ford
Before his heart attack had him on life support
When House Of Pain was outta fame
Like some one douced the flame
And maybe they destined never to jump around again
Or ever further back when I first had heard the knack
And you were down with Syndicate
I went to get your shit man I was into it
But then you went and took your style and switched the shit
Now you sound rediculous
You dickless piece of shit how could you diss me bitch
I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude
Remember Sway and Tech when came up and sat beside you
Started rhymin then you left the room and didnt say goodbye or nuttin
Like you mad cuz some one else is white and tryin rhyme or sumtin
Im sorry man I wasnt tryin to steal your light or nuttin
But your a homo sexual white rappin irish ( )
Man I wish I was irish then I could be a ( ) too
Then I'd be confused as you
And I wouldnt know what to do
Wuts up with you, I never fucked wit you
Why would you fuck with me
Knowing I could rap circles around you
Wut you nutz as me ?
Plus I could sing better then you and I dont fuckin sing
And probably play guitar better and I aint never touched a string
But I aint mad at you I'd hate me to if I was you
Im what your used to be, shit you was me in 92
So ever time I right a lyric Im a think of you
And maybe that will help me know what its like to sing the blues
Cuz i remember all those years
How it was when you were here
I remember how it was
How it was when you were young
Yesterday was so long ago
Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along
Now no one wanna here your old ass sing no more
Fuckin faggot sissy, fuck
And by the way 380's a fuckin sissy gun
You gunna shoot somebody use a fucking real gun
You little bitch, next time you use my name in a song
Dont be subliminal about it
You gunna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot
Fuckin punk pussy, fucking little bitch
Fuckin cunt , FUCK IT!
Lies & Rumors lyrics - D12
[from "Shark Tale" soundtrack]
[CHORUS:]
They say that one little lie turns into another. Then you go and cheat
By the time you know it, you all wrapped up in a whole bunch of seaweed
You should listen to your mama and listen to your daddy when they try to speak
And tell you that there's just too many fishes in the sea.
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
Now this thing here, no cause concern, but
It's just another story about a shark eating worms
It's not a riddle, but subliminally catches on
How one little lie can turn into a bigger one
When I was a young guppy in the sea
You could see all the bigger fish picking on me
‘Cause they knew I didn't really have the guard or bullet
And the other sharks that have teeth sharper than me
I'm a never-ending story about a shark this big
The load of kids that got an act for fizz
So sit back, kick back with a bag of chips
While I tell you ‘bout something stupid I did…
[CHORUS]
I'm off to work but I'm late (hey) But what can I say? (hey)
I'm cool with the boss and of course it's a payday
We reachin' the weekend and I'll be treatin' my baby
Typical day, dude's in the way – But hey wait!
Shark's in the water. Gotta duck in the corner ‘til I'm caught
I'm a talk and a walk where I wanna
eatin' the seaweed. Sippin' this green tea.
Big fish in this small world. They'll all believe me
For knocking a shark off, protecting my city
They all grab my CD and now I'm a popular rock star.
Like it or not though. I'm a marvelous artist.
Working my hardest and becoming a starfish.
Now what am I to do? The boss is on my back.
I gotta follow his orders when sharks attack
It's a dangerous scene. But I'm a Rasta man
Cross me and my brother, it will cost ya, man.
And this little pip squeak is gettin' on my nerves.
So my tentacles should give him just what he deserves.
So you better swim fast ‘cause I'm after ya
And go and hide inside the mouth of a clam or somethin'.
Cause I'm out and about. I'm bad news.
A henchman - a jellyfish with an attitude. So listen.
Swim for your life ‘cause I'm on your tail
So frightenin' I scare a snail outta it's shell.
[CHORUS]
I love this liquid. I'm silly when I'm in it and I bet
(This water we're standing in is wet. Duh….)
What do you expect from me?
I'm a platinum Jack Dempsey. Trying to get a fee.
And everybody know that I'm the G of the sea.
I just knocked this shark off. The dude tried to eat me.
I guess he didn't like me. It might be because I'm a Pisces.
They always try to take me lightly. So why the trouble?
I just wanna hustle and multiply bubbles and pump my muscles.
I don't want to make a mistake ‘cause these fishermen will set you up
And I ain't fallin' for the bait
Daddy – what are we gonna do with a fish with a tattoo?
We're gonna eat him. What do you think?
I'm a lion fish with dreams of making it big.
House in the ocean, three ugly kids.
And why everybody keep on picking on me?
I'm the sexiest, prettiest fish in the sea.
Heck no. I ain't nobody dish
Cause I'm in love with Angie – the beautiful angelfish
[kissing sound]
Give me a kiss baby
I'm running from the white shark
You are trying to make me crazy.
[CHORUS]
[CHORUS:]
They say that one little lie turns into another. Then you go and cheat
By the time you know it, you all wrapped up in a whole bunch of seaweed
You should listen to your mama and listen to your daddy when they try to speak
And tell you that there's just too many fishes in the sea.
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
No, no, no, no, no, no no no….
Now this thing here, no cause concern, but
It's just another story about a shark eating worms
It's not a riddle, but subliminally catches on
How one little lie can turn into a bigger one
When I was a young guppy in the sea
You could see all the bigger fish picking on me
‘Cause they knew I didn't really have the guard or bullet
And the other sharks that have teeth sharper than me
I'm a never-ending story about a shark this big
The load of kids that got an act for fizz
So sit back, kick back with a bag of chips
While I tell you ‘bout something stupid I did…
[CHORUS]
I'm off to work but I'm late (hey) But what can I say? (hey)
I'm cool with the boss and of course it's a payday
We reachin' the weekend and I'll be treatin' my baby
Typical day, dude's in the way – But hey wait!
Shark's in the water. Gotta duck in the corner ‘til I'm caught
I'm a talk and a walk where I wanna
eatin' the seaweed. Sippin' this green tea.
Big fish in this small world. They'll all believe me
For knocking a shark off, protecting my city
They all grab my CD and now I'm a popular rock star.
Like it or not though. I'm a marvelous artist.
Working my hardest and becoming a starfish.
Now what am I to do? The boss is on my back.
I gotta follow his orders when sharks attack
It's a dangerous scene. But I'm a Rasta man
Cross me and my brother, it will cost ya, man.
And this little pip squeak is gettin' on my nerves.
So my tentacles should give him just what he deserves.
So you better swim fast ‘cause I'm after ya
And go and hide inside the mouth of a clam or somethin'.
Cause I'm out and about. I'm bad news.
A henchman - a jellyfish with an attitude. So listen.
Swim for your life ‘cause I'm on your tail
So frightenin' I scare a snail outta it's shell.
[CHORUS]
I love this liquid. I'm silly when I'm in it and I bet
(This water we're standing in is wet. Duh….)
What do you expect from me?
I'm a platinum Jack Dempsey. Trying to get a fee.
And everybody know that I'm the G of the sea.
I just knocked this shark off. The dude tried to eat me.
I guess he didn't like me. It might be because I'm a Pisces.
They always try to take me lightly. So why the trouble?
I just wanna hustle and multiply bubbles and pump my muscles.
I don't want to make a mistake ‘cause these fishermen will set you up
And I ain't fallin' for the bait
Daddy – what are we gonna do with a fish with a tattoo?
We're gonna eat him. What do you think?
I'm a lion fish with dreams of making it big.
House in the ocean, three ugly kids.
And why everybody keep on picking on me?
I'm the sexiest, prettiest fish in the sea.
Heck no. I ain't nobody dish
Cause I'm in love with Angie – the beautiful angelfish
[kissing sound]
Give me a kiss baby
I'm running from the white shark
You are trying to make me crazy.
[CHORUS]
Maxine lyrics - D12
Maxine!! [Phone Rings]
[Maxine:] Hello
[Kon:] Can I speak to Maxine?
[Maxine:] Yeah this is me what's up?
[Kon:] What up?
[Maxine:] Who dis?
[Kon:] Denaun
[Maxine:] Yeah what's up?
[Kon:] What are you doing?
[Maxine:] Nothing, just laying in bed
[Kon:] Huh?
[Maxine:] Nothing, just laying in bed
[Kon:] Why?
[Maxine:] I don't know, thinking about something freaky to do
[Eminem]
I know this crack fiend Maxine who needs a vaccine
She tests positive but tells you that her act's clean
Plus she got a sugar daddy
Asking every hooker that he takes in to crook her badly
If you mistook her sadly, on her reputation
You're in jepordation, if you ain't got no preparation
When you step away son, she got her face done
Looking provocative, she'll let you knock it if
You press the issue and get undressed to kiss you
If you match the price, otherwise she won't look at you twice
But when you catch the lice, or get the urgency
To go to the emergency cause it burns to pee
Don't bring your germs to me, cause I ain't trying to hear it
While your fighting you fucking disease trying to clear it (Maxine!!)
[Kon Artis]
Sometimes I wonder, what's your purpose? In life that is
To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit
You living trife, got three kids at home and club hopping every night
You say it's gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down
And then speeds back to a regular pace, there is no end to this
Mystery, whatever your reason even is to be
You say you wanna be with me, but how can you say that
When you got niggas hiding in your closet
I refrain from getting angry but you keep on that strangely
[3]
I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me
So I stepped on it and then asked my homies
And chilled on the side and then watched they niggas
Big game over there and take notes, while I get this number
I stepped to her first I cleared my throat and said "Hey Bitch..
Haven't I seen you before?", looked at my nigga
Turned around and got slapped throughout my hands
And said "Oh it's like that?"
She said she just broke up with her nigga and shit
She started crying, and asked me to forgive her and shit
She said her name was Maxine, so I told her I wanted her number
She asked could I give her mine two
Got to the crib and called her up
We got into a good conversation that's when she asked me could I fuck
I said "Maxine check this out,
Give me your address I'll be through and you'll find out"
Got to the crib she let me in
She didn't waste time she grabbed my hand and proceeded to the bedroom
I said "Hold up, and stop proceeding, you rushing things"
What the fuck are you doing?
So I went for my protection, took off my clothes and started flexing
As she went for my midsection
I threw her down as I tore off her shirt
Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about putting in work
Before I hit it she said
"3 don't get mad but there's something that I gotta tell your ass"
I said "What is it, another nigga? It's ok"
She said "No I forgot to tell you, that I got AIDS"
I got up out
[Kon:] Hey, Maxine
[Maxine:] What
[Kon:] You thinking about sucking my dick?
[Maxine:] Yeah for a small price
[Kon:] For a small price? What you mean?
[Maxine:] You know, money nigga
[Kon:] You don't need no damn money,
I can't give you no money anyways, I heard you got some shit.
[Maxine: (laughing)] What you, what you hear I got?
[Kon:] AIDS
[Maxine: (laughing)] Who told you that bullshit?
[Kon:] My nigga Kyu, he wouldn't lie
[Maxine:] Well if that's the case, Kyu got it then
[Kon:] Oh for real, it's like that?
[Maxine: (laughing)] Well I ain't got shit,
so he ain't got shit, and if he do, he ain't get that shit from me,
I ain't fucking around with no 3rd nigga
[Kon:] Fuck that, I ain't fucking with you
[Maxine:] No, see..
[Kon:] You got that shit, I ain't gotta fuck with you
[Maxine:] Hold on, why it ain't even like that
[Kon:] I want ya'll to get paid, fucking..
[Maxine: (laughing as the phone hangs up)]
[Maxine:] Hello
[Kon:] Can I speak to Maxine?
[Maxine:] Yeah this is me what's up?
[Kon:] What up?
[Maxine:] Who dis?
[Kon:] Denaun
[Maxine:] Yeah what's up?
[Kon:] What are you doing?
[Maxine:] Nothing, just laying in bed
[Kon:] Huh?
[Maxine:] Nothing, just laying in bed
[Kon:] Why?
[Maxine:] I don't know, thinking about something freaky to do
[Eminem]
I know this crack fiend Maxine who needs a vaccine
She tests positive but tells you that her act's clean
Plus she got a sugar daddy
Asking every hooker that he takes in to crook her badly
If you mistook her sadly, on her reputation
You're in jepordation, if you ain't got no preparation
When you step away son, she got her face done
Looking provocative, she'll let you knock it if
You press the issue and get undressed to kiss you
If you match the price, otherwise she won't look at you twice
But when you catch the lice, or get the urgency
To go to the emergency cause it burns to pee
Don't bring your germs to me, cause I ain't trying to hear it
While your fighting you fucking disease trying to clear it (Maxine!!)
[Kon Artis]
Sometimes I wonder, what's your purpose? In life that is
To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit
You living trife, got three kids at home and club hopping every night
You say it's gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down
And then speeds back to a regular pace, there is no end to this
Mystery, whatever your reason even is to be
You say you wanna be with me, but how can you say that
When you got niggas hiding in your closet
I refrain from getting angry but you keep on that strangely
[3]
I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me
So I stepped on it and then asked my homies
And chilled on the side and then watched they niggas
Big game over there and take notes, while I get this number
I stepped to her first I cleared my throat and said "Hey Bitch..
Haven't I seen you before?", looked at my nigga
Turned around and got slapped throughout my hands
And said "Oh it's like that?"
She said she just broke up with her nigga and shit
She started crying, and asked me to forgive her and shit
She said her name was Maxine, so I told her I wanted her number
She asked could I give her mine two
Got to the crib and called her up
We got into a good conversation that's when she asked me could I fuck
I said "Maxine check this out,
Give me your address I'll be through and you'll find out"
Got to the crib she let me in
She didn't waste time she grabbed my hand and proceeded to the bedroom
I said "Hold up, and stop proceeding, you rushing things"
What the fuck are you doing?
So I went for my protection, took off my clothes and started flexing
As she went for my midsection
I threw her down as I tore off her shirt
Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about putting in work
Before I hit it she said
"3 don't get mad but there's something that I gotta tell your ass"
I said "What is it, another nigga? It's ok"
She said "No I forgot to tell you, that I got AIDS"
I got up out
[Kon:] Hey, Maxine
[Maxine:] What
[Kon:] You thinking about sucking my dick?
[Maxine:] Yeah for a small price
[Kon:] For a small price? What you mean?
[Maxine:] You know, money nigga
[Kon:] You don't need no damn money,
I can't give you no money anyways, I heard you got some shit.
[Maxine: (laughing)] What you, what you hear I got?
[Kon:] AIDS
[Maxine: (laughing)] Who told you that bullshit?
[Kon:] My nigga Kyu, he wouldn't lie
[Maxine:] Well if that's the case, Kyu got it then
[Kon:] Oh for real, it's like that?
[Maxine: (laughing)] Well I ain't got shit,
so he ain't got shit, and if he do, he ain't get that shit from me,
I ain't fucking around with no 3rd nigga
[Kon:] Fuck that, I ain't fucking with you
[Maxine:] No, see..
[Kon:] You got that shit, I ain't gotta fuck with you
[Maxine:] Hold on, why it ain't even like that
[Kon:] I want ya'll to get paid, fucking..
[Maxine: (laughing as the phone hangs up)]
My Ballz lyrics - D12
[from "The Longest Yard" soundtrack]
[Intro - Eminem]
Ballz, Ballz, Ballz [x2]
You'll never touch my...
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
ballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Verse 1 - Swifty McVay]
I see you ain't a playa, you ain't ballin'
And I don't even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ain't no talkin'
You can get it started, I nail the coffin
And all I here is "get your man up off him"
So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkin' (Punk, punk)
And I ain't gotta prove you nothin'
I do it and you ain't gotta push my buttons
[Verse 2 - Bizarre]
This dude in front of me, he weighs a brick
He's quick and I can't get Marshall hit
So I played my position and then don't make a move
Been doin' this for years, my team we can't lose
And ain't nobody, ain't nobody hard
9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a guard
Hut one, hut two, I'm ready
Hike, give the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there feels me
Take this 'fore you have to kill me
And any player in my way, I'm foldin'
Damn it, call holdin'
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
ballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Verse 3 - Eminem]
Football, Football, I love football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, blah I mean huddle
I just stepped in a mud puddle, butthole
Freak, who just tapped on my ass cheek
Nevermind, let's try a quarterback sneak
Cover me, smother me with love that's brotherly
That didn't work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up
I'm reachin' up another grown man's butt
Hike the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
But Jesus yikes, I think I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my balls
It's the longest yard, whoop that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
Our own 5 and our timeouts are gone
Less than a minute left, I just throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift
But he's so god dang high, that he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by the fingertips
And runs the ball all the way down to the one
But he don't get in, but all we need is a put ??
But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God dammit I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth down
We're never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go long
I'ma throw the bomb, c’mon how they gonna tackle you wit no pants on
Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I told ya
It's the longest yard
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
ballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Verse 4 - Kuniva]
The new face on the yard, just hand me the ball
I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll just soft
Even though my cleats is kickin' up mud
It's more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks
High steppin' through the end zone
I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin tone
It's time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I won't stumble, your frontline will tumble
Playin' ball with killas, my team's the realest
Three time offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best runnin' backs there never was
Movin' like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust
[Verse 5 - Proof]
Yack is high, I got the highest yack
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire tracks
Bizarre snap like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, ?? try and sack us
No matter how big they flyin' backwards
Wide reciever, recievin' wide
For every stride in my life, yo I breathe and die
[Verse 6 - Kon Artis]
Defense is playin' a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and screams (2, 43)
That means that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight outta hell
My tracks burn turf when they excell
I try to lateral pass the ball to Proof (Ooooh)
He got dropped and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a stare
And use my lineman's shoulder as a chair
Now I'm flyin' through the air like a superhero
I can use this pose for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my dinerio
For bein' the best player on my team what
As soon as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the screen go run run
Then I cut, spin around in the endzone
Then I do the ninety shuffle so
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
basketballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Outro - Eminem]
Footballs
I'm talkin' about footballs dude
[Intro - Eminem]
Ballz, Ballz, Ballz [x2]
You'll never touch my...
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
ballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Verse 1 - Swifty McVay]
I see you ain't a playa, you ain't ballin'
And I don't even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ain't no talkin'
You can get it started, I nail the coffin
And all I here is "get your man up off him"
So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkin' (Punk, punk)
And I ain't gotta prove you nothin'
I do it and you ain't gotta push my buttons
[Verse 2 - Bizarre]
This dude in front of me, he weighs a brick
He's quick and I can't get Marshall hit
So I played my position and then don't make a move
Been doin' this for years, my team we can't lose
And ain't nobody, ain't nobody hard
9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a guard
Hut one, hut two, I'm ready
Hike, give the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there feels me
Take this 'fore you have to kill me
And any player in my way, I'm foldin'
Damn it, call holdin'
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
ballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Verse 3 - Eminem]
Football, Football, I love football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, blah I mean huddle
I just stepped in a mud puddle, butthole
Freak, who just tapped on my ass cheek
Nevermind, let's try a quarterback sneak
Cover me, smother me with love that's brotherly
That didn't work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up
I'm reachin' up another grown man's butt
Hike the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
But Jesus yikes, I think I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my balls
It's the longest yard, whoop that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
Our own 5 and our timeouts are gone
Less than a minute left, I just throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift
But he's so god dang high, that he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by the fingertips
And runs the ball all the way down to the one
But he don't get in, but all we need is a put ??
But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God dammit I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth down
We're never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go long
I'ma throw the bomb, c’mon how they gonna tackle you wit no pants on
Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I told ya
It's the longest yard
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
ballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Verse 4 - Kuniva]
The new face on the yard, just hand me the ball
I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll just soft
Even though my cleats is kickin' up mud
It's more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks
High steppin' through the end zone
I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin tone
It's time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I won't stumble, your frontline will tumble
Playin' ball with killas, my team's the realest
Three time offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best runnin' backs there never was
Movin' like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust
[Verse 5 - Proof]
Yack is high, I got the highest yack
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire tracks
Bizarre snap like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, ?? try and sack us
No matter how big they flyin' backwards
Wide reciever, recievin' wide
For every stride in my life, yo I breathe and die
[Verse 6 - Kon Artis]
Defense is playin' a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and screams (2, 43)
That means that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight outta hell
My tracks burn turf when they excell
I try to lateral pass the ball to Proof (Ooooh)
He got dropped and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a stare
And use my lineman's shoulder as a chair
Now I'm flyin' through the air like a superhero
I can use this pose for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my dinerio
For bein' the best player on my team what
As soon as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the screen go run run
Then I cut, spin around in the endzone
Then I do the ninety shuffle so
[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
basketballz, ballz, ballz
You'll never touch my ballz
[Outro - Eminem]
Footballs
I'm talkin' about footballs dude
My Words Are Weapons lyrics - D12
[Chorus x 2]
My words are weapons
(I use em to crush my opponents)
My words are weapons
(Never show no emotion)
My words are weapons
(I use em to kill whoever steppin to me)
My words are like weaponry on a record
[Eminem]
The rage I release on a page is like a demon unleashed in a cage
Lunatic, Soon as I hit the stage
My mind is like a fuckin stick of dynamite
Once I get behind tha mic its like the wick is lit, you bitches die tonight
My nine is like a guiding light at night shinin' bright
My fuckin' grip is tighter then my wife's vagina SIKE
These cocksuckin cocks
Got my Smith and Wesson
I guess its time to pick a different weapon man that shits depressin
But Swift is gettin me a new one for a Christmas present
[Swift] - Come on Slim lets go teach this fuckin bitch a lesson
They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish
But my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantage
Shady stay creative baby hold your head up don't u let up
One bit of this motherfuckin suckers you a soldier get up
Stand up for what you believe in as long as u breathin
They jealous of you man that's the only reason they beefin'
[Chorus x 2]
[Swift]
Its that Dirty Dozen renegade
You did pull out the pin from my grenade
38's will move your shit up out the way
You niggas wont forget about McVay
You got sumtin to say let it out today
And watch these bullets spray
From these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters
That will make Jeff Dahmers look like he caught a misdemeanor
See I'm dirty so I ain't gotta to buy pistol cleaner
An official beater don't let me see you with your heater
You get swift with it
Tell that mutherfucker Swift did it
You packing sumtin special in your crib then bitch get it
I'm physically fitted to run your digits
I'm hostile with this roscal pointed up your nostrils
You get splitted and guess what I'm blowin up the hospital
And wouldn't give a fuck if you a cop or a ho
I'm hannibal lector the spinal cord connector findin whores
And lockup in motels and inject em
[Chorus x 2]
[Bizarre]
I'm eating crews like I'm Hannibal
There's no way I could be the gay rapper
(Em - Why Not?)
I only fuck animals
Snoop and Trick got my dick starting to itch
Went to my mothers grave site and called her a stupid bitch
One on one in this blood sport
I'm in divorce court
Suin' my bitch off a pack of Newports
6 times I've been arrested
How would you feel if you were a Jahova Witness that always got molested
I'm smokin dank drinkin drink
I cant have any kids cuz I'm fuckin shooting blanks
Don't you know Bizarre don't give a fuck
Nicole's a whore and I'm glad O.J murdered his slut
Responsibility I'm negligent
Bill Clintons a fag should be stabbed
Let Richard Simmons be president
Call me a weirdo
Call me bazeer
While I stick up your ass till while you shit diarrhea
My words are weapons
(I use em to crush my opponents)
My words are weapons
(Never show no emotion)
My words are weapons
(I use em to kill whoever steppin to me)
My words are like weaponry on a record
[Eminem]
The rage I release on a page is like a demon unleashed in a cage
Lunatic, Soon as I hit the stage
My mind is like a fuckin stick of dynamite
Once I get behind tha mic its like the wick is lit, you bitches die tonight
My nine is like a guiding light at night shinin' bright
My fuckin' grip is tighter then my wife's vagina SIKE
These cocksuckin cocks
Got my Smith and Wesson
I guess its time to pick a different weapon man that shits depressin
But Swift is gettin me a new one for a Christmas present
[Swift] - Come on Slim lets go teach this fuckin bitch a lesson
They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish
But my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantage
Shady stay creative baby hold your head up don't u let up
One bit of this motherfuckin suckers you a soldier get up
Stand up for what you believe in as long as u breathin
They jealous of you man that's the only reason they beefin'
[Chorus x 2]
[Swift]
Its that Dirty Dozen renegade
You did pull out the pin from my grenade
38's will move your shit up out the way
You niggas wont forget about McVay
You got sumtin to say let it out today
And watch these bullets spray
From these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters
That will make Jeff Dahmers look like he caught a misdemeanor
See I'm dirty so I ain't gotta to buy pistol cleaner
An official beater don't let me see you with your heater
You get swift with it
Tell that mutherfucker Swift did it
You packing sumtin special in your crib then bitch get it
I'm physically fitted to run your digits
I'm hostile with this roscal pointed up your nostrils
You get splitted and guess what I'm blowin up the hospital
And wouldn't give a fuck if you a cop or a ho
I'm hannibal lector the spinal cord connector findin whores
And lockup in motels and inject em
[Chorus x 2]
[Bizarre]
I'm eating crews like I'm Hannibal
There's no way I could be the gay rapper
(Em - Why Not?)
I only fuck animals
Snoop and Trick got my dick starting to itch
Went to my mothers grave site and called her a stupid bitch
One on one in this blood sport
I'm in divorce court
Suin' my bitch off a pack of Newports
6 times I've been arrested
How would you feel if you were a Jahova Witness that always got molested
I'm smokin dank drinkin drink
I cant have any kids cuz I'm fuckin shooting blanks
Don't you know Bizarre don't give a fuck
Nicole's a whore and I'm glad O.J murdered his slut
Responsibility I'm negligent
Bill Clintons a fag should be stabbed
Let Richard Simmons be president
Call me a weirdo
Call me bazeer
While I stick up your ass till while you shit diarrhea
No One's Iller Than Me lyrics - D12
[Bizarre]
Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha
[Swift]
No one's iller than me (wha?)
No one, no one is iller than me
No one is iller than me
It's Mr. Swifty from the 313...
I make rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes lickin' they fingers
Bring this competition and face this meanin'
Got your whole crew doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret
That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin' bail
Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin' trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they bowels
Everything is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!
It's Swifty from the 313
Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh!
[Bizarre]
Me and Eminem and Mike
Drivin' down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
Last week this old man I had to blast
Cuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook
Fuckin' with the white boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should
This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route
Throwin' bottles at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece
Cuz she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece
No one, no one's iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
[Eminem]
Nobody better test me, cuz I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss
I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who they was
I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz
Mics get sandblasted
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a handbasket
Talkin' shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your damn ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious four motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your face without the Grand Masters
Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller than me
[Fuzz]
I run shit like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket dead
Drastic spread of acid heads
Come to abort you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin' on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the edge
Rockin' the most classic threads
Flashin' bread, roll down the window
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red
You can get 'til that ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem
Never writer's block, I block writers
My block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick
Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your optic
You niggaz still don't know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass
And have you shittin' socks bitch!
We rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits
(No one...)
Ain't nobody iller than me
[Bizarre]
It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It's Eminem and Swift from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313
You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees!
From the home of potholes and trash
We'll lyrically blast...
Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha
[Swift]
No one's iller than me (wha?)
No one, no one is iller than me
No one is iller than me
It's Mr. Swifty from the 313...
I make rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes lickin' they fingers
Bring this competition and face this meanin'
Got your whole crew doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret
That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin' bail
Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin' trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they bowels
Everything is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!
It's Swifty from the 313
Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh!
[Bizarre]
Me and Eminem and Mike
Drivin' down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
Last week this old man I had to blast
Cuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook
Fuckin' with the white boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should
This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route
Throwin' bottles at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece
Cuz she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece
No one, no one's iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
[Eminem]
Nobody better test me, cuz I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss
I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who they was
I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz
Mics get sandblasted
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a handbasket
Talkin' shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your damn ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious four motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your face without the Grand Masters
Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller than me
[Fuzz]
I run shit like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket dead
Drastic spread of acid heads
Come to abort you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin' on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the edge
Rockin' the most classic threads
Flashin' bread, roll down the window
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red
You can get 'til that ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem
Never writer's block, I block writers
My block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick
Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your optic
You niggaz still don't know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass
And have you shittin' socks bitch!
We rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits
(No one...)
Ain't nobody iller than me
[Bizarre]
It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It's Eminem and Swift from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313
You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees!
From the home of potholes and trash
We'll lyrically blast...
No Rubber lyrics - D12
[Bizarre]
So Funky!!
Dj Butters stinkin ass
Dirty dozen nigga
You know who your fuckin with
Its the idotic Bizarre
Took your drink bitch
Do you know who your fuckin with
Call your moms a bitch
And hit her in the face with a brick
I did twenty mushrooms in my range rover
And ill probably gun o.d by this songs over
I hang with white trash and love to skip class
Get high off coke and hash
And fuck a little kid in his ass
Bitch suck my cock while i take this pill
And if you wont do it then Monica Lewinsky will
Im waitin beyond, fuck the Fonz
I get drunk with bail bonds
Snatch you pions my whole crews ex cons
While I _ I get niggas from down south
Give your sister oral sex with the _ thats in my mouth
Im fuckin sick of anorexic chicks suckin my dick
If _ fuck with this nasty bitch!
Fuck battlin which rapper wanna do me?
Forget a case, bitch im quick to blast Judge Judy
Tempt one of you niggas to try to offend me
Pull you out the truck and beat you ass worse then Reginald Denny
Drugs is in me, who wanna offend me
Fuck santa, Bizzares comin down the chimney
Quick to blow up the room
Ill enough to leave my wife on our own honey moon
Your style is garbage thats why im throwin it in the can
Even _have a cure for this nasty man
Dirty Dozen quick to give your girl a call
Tell your niggas get my balls
Write my gang signs on your wall
Nigga
99 Niggas, Dirty Dozen, Nigga, Outsidaz, Slim Shady, Nigga
I dont give a fuck its Bizarre kid niggas
What?, call my name ill come runnin
So Funky!!
Dj Butters stinkin ass
Dirty dozen nigga
You know who your fuckin with
Its the idotic Bizarre
Took your drink bitch
Do you know who your fuckin with
Call your moms a bitch
And hit her in the face with a brick
I did twenty mushrooms in my range rover
And ill probably gun o.d by this songs over
I hang with white trash and love to skip class
Get high off coke and hash
And fuck a little kid in his ass
Bitch suck my cock while i take this pill
And if you wont do it then Monica Lewinsky will
Im waitin beyond, fuck the Fonz
I get drunk with bail bonds
Snatch you pions my whole crews ex cons
While I _ I get niggas from down south
Give your sister oral sex with the _ thats in my mouth
Im fuckin sick of anorexic chicks suckin my dick
If _ fuck with this nasty bitch!
Fuck battlin which rapper wanna do me?
Forget a case, bitch im quick to blast Judge Judy
Tempt one of you niggas to try to offend me
Pull you out the truck and beat you ass worse then Reginald Denny
Drugs is in me, who wanna offend me
Fuck santa, Bizzares comin down the chimney
Quick to blow up the room
Ill enough to leave my wife on our own honey moon
Your style is garbage thats why im throwin it in the can
Even _have a cure for this nasty man
Dirty Dozen quick to give your girl a call
Tell your niggas get my balls
Write my gang signs on your wall
Nigga
99 Niggas, Dirty Dozen, Nigga, Outsidaz, Slim Shady, Nigga
I dont give a fuck its Bizarre kid niggas
What?, call my name ill come runnin
Purple Hills lyrics - D12
[Chorus]
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
I climbed the highest mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
[Eminem]
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of law suits inside her palms
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by 6 people
And 5 I hit
Ah shit
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a chick
And lost the foster kids
This room makes me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losing weight
Till I see dumb stuff start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin' to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house doing mass amounts
To the women in the thongs with their asses out
We don't bullshit, better ask around
D12 throws the bombest bash in town
Bizarre, your mom is crashing now
Help me get her on the couch 'fore she passes out
[Kon Artist & Kuniva]
Fuck that, someone help Denaun
He’s upstairs wrestling with Elton John
Hey Von, you see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be Tums the Ex-lax is gone
Yeah I took them all though
with some parmesian
And I think my arm is gone
Yo, it's probably numb
Young dumb and full of cum
And I think he's 'bout to swallow his tongue
You scary ass it was a false alarm
Think they're about to die when I just got on
Stop acting stupid
Your so high
That you might wake up with a guy on some new shit
I think I did too much
I think I got the runs
Rolaids, Pepto, and Tums
Watch out HERE it COMES!
[Chorus]
[Hook]
Dirty Dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
Some-, something, something, something
Something, something, something, something i dunno
[Proof]
Ayo, pop pills
Pills I pop
Pop 2 pills
On stilts I walk
Snorted two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was incredible I killed the Hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and gray
I'm a go for broke
I hope you don't
Pack up my nose with coke
*cough cough cough*
It must have broke the choke
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by whore lady
Now I’m paying child support
(Its You're baby!)
[Swifty]
I take four shots at one time
I don't need to chase when I'm swallowing mine
(Hey!) You got any room
Bizarre hatch back
We can't go far
Cuz the car has flats
Why the hell you people think I rap?
Because my mother taught me
How to breach contracts
If you got cash
then hide it to
(Swift, chill)
I be tryin to get by like you
And i don’t give a damn
If u find me rude
Mean, crude
the hell with you too
I only need three blunts and I'm cool
I just got some and I'm going back soon
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
I'm at rave
Looking at a babe
Like she want it
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Looney, crazy, chumpy, sexy, dopey headed guy
Whipped cream, dirty mattresses
Wanna try
Blue hills, golden seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yea right!)
Chick I'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty girl
You know you want me in your world
Ladies, please don't fight
Bizarre's here all night!!!
[Chorus]
[Hook]
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
I climbed the highest mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
[Eminem]
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of law suits inside her palms
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by 6 people
And 5 I hit
Ah shit
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a chick
And lost the foster kids
This room makes me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losing weight
Till I see dumb stuff start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin' to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house doing mass amounts
To the women in the thongs with their asses out
We don't bullshit, better ask around
D12 throws the bombest bash in town
Bizarre, your mom is crashing now
Help me get her on the couch 'fore she passes out
[Kon Artist & Kuniva]
Fuck that, someone help Denaun
He’s upstairs wrestling with Elton John
Hey Von, you see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be Tums the Ex-lax is gone
Yeah I took them all though
with some parmesian
And I think my arm is gone
Yo, it's probably numb
Young dumb and full of cum
And I think he's 'bout to swallow his tongue
You scary ass it was a false alarm
Think they're about to die when I just got on
Stop acting stupid
Your so high
That you might wake up with a guy on some new shit
I think I did too much
I think I got the runs
Rolaids, Pepto, and Tums
Watch out HERE it COMES!
[Chorus]
[Hook]
Dirty Dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
Some-, something, something, something
Something, something, something, something i dunno
[Proof]
Ayo, pop pills
Pills I pop
Pop 2 pills
On stilts I walk
Snorted two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was incredible I killed the Hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and gray
I'm a go for broke
I hope you don't
Pack up my nose with coke
*cough cough cough*
It must have broke the choke
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by whore lady
Now I’m paying child support
(Its You're baby!)
[Swifty]
I take four shots at one time
I don't need to chase when I'm swallowing mine
(Hey!) You got any room
Bizarre hatch back
We can't go far
Cuz the car has flats
Why the hell you people think I rap?
Because my mother taught me
How to breach contracts
If you got cash
then hide it to
(Swift, chill)
I be tryin to get by like you
And i don’t give a damn
If u find me rude
Mean, crude
the hell with you too
I only need three blunts and I'm cool
I just got some and I'm going back soon
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
I'm at rave
Looking at a babe
Like she want it
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Looney, crazy, chumpy, sexy, dopey headed guy
Whipped cream, dirty mattresses
Wanna try
Blue hills, golden seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yea right!)
Chick I'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty girl
You know you want me in your world
Ladies, please don't fight
Bizarre's here all night!!!
[Chorus]
[Hook]
Purple Pills (Video Edit) lyrics - D12
[Chorus]
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
I climbed the highest mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
[Eminem]
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of law suits inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by 6 people
And 5 I hit
Ah shhh
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a chick
And lost the foster kids
This room makes me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losing weight
Till I see dumb shhh start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house doin mass amounts
To the women in the thongs put they asses out
We don't bull shhh, better ask around
D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town
Bizarre, your mom is crashing out
Help me get her on the couch 'fore she passes out
[Kon Artist & Kuniva]
Bug that, someone help Denaun
He's upstairs wrestling with Elton John
Hey Von
You see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be Tums the X-lax is gone
Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian
And I think my arm is gone
Naw, it's probably numb
Dumb, dumb, and full of ....
And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on
So stop acting stupid
You so high
That you might wake up with a guy
On some new shhh
I think I did too much
I think I got the runs
Rolaids, Pepto and Tums
Watch out, here it comes
[Chorus]
[Hook]
Dirty Dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
Some-, something, something, something
Mmmmm, I dunno
[Proof]
Hop hills
Hills I hop
Hop two hills
On stilts I walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was Incredible I killed the Hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and gray
I'm gonna go for broke
No Okie Doke
I overdose
When I pack up my nose with soap
*cough cough cough*
Am I supposed to choke
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by wh... lady
Now I'm payin child support
(It's your baby!)
[Swifty]
I take four shots at one time
And I don't need to chase when I'm swallowing mine
(Yo, you got any room?)
In Bizarre's hatchback?
We can't go farCuz the car has flats
Why the hell you people think I rap?
Because my mother taught me how to reach contracts
If you cash
Then hide it so
(Swift, chill)
I'm just tryin to get by like you
And I don't give a damn if you find me rude
Mean, crude the hell wit you too
I only need 3 blunts and I'm cool
I just copped some and I'm going back soon
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
I'm at rave
Looking at a babe
Like she want it
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Luny, crazy, tubby, sexy,
dopey headed guy
Whip cream, dirty matresses
Wanna try
Blue hills, broken seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yeah, right)
Chick I'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty girl
You know you want me in your world
Ladies please don't fight
Bizarre's here all night
[Chorus]
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
I climbed the highest mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple hills
[Eminem]
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of law suits inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by 6 people
And 5 I hit
Ah shhh
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a chick
And lost the foster kids
This room makes me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losing weight
Till I see dumb shhh start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house doin mass amounts
To the women in the thongs put they asses out
We don't bull shhh, better ask around
D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town
Bizarre, your mom is crashing out
Help me get her on the couch 'fore she passes out
[Kon Artist & Kuniva]
Bug that, someone help Denaun
He's upstairs wrestling with Elton John
Hey Von
You see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be Tums the X-lax is gone
Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian
And I think my arm is gone
Naw, it's probably numb
Dumb, dumb, and full of ....
And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on
So stop acting stupid
You so high
That you might wake up with a guy
On some new shhh
I think I did too much
I think I got the runs
Rolaids, Pepto and Tums
Watch out, here it comes
[Chorus]
[Hook]
Dirty Dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
Some-, something, something, something
Mmmmm, I dunno
[Proof]
Hop hills
Hills I hop
Hop two hills
On stilts I walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was Incredible I killed the Hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and gray
I'm gonna go for broke
No Okie Doke
I overdose
When I pack up my nose with soap
*cough cough cough*
Am I supposed to choke
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by wh... lady
Now I'm payin child support
(It's your baby!)
[Swifty]
I take four shots at one time
And I don't need to chase when I'm swallowing mine
(Yo, you got any room?)
In Bizarre's hatchback?
We can't go farCuz the car has flats
Why the hell you people think I rap?
Because my mother taught me how to reach contracts
If you cash
Then hide it so
(Swift, chill)
I'm just tryin to get by like you
And I don't give a damn if you find me rude
Mean, crude the hell wit you too
I only need 3 blunts and I'm cool
I just copped some and I'm going back soon
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
I'm at rave
Looking at a babe
Like she want it
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Luny, crazy, tubby, sexy,
dopey headed guy
Whip cream, dirty matresses
Wanna try
Blue hills, broken seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yeah, right)
Chick I'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty girl
You know you want me in your world
Ladies please don't fight
Bizarre's here all night
[Chorus]
Quitter lyrics - D12
Yo, I dedicate this, to yo...
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause a bad heart condition-in
Which I create, cuz that's my mission
So listen close, to what we say, Because...
This type of fag claims to never be gay
I, knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate Fred because leathal left you
Peckerwood mad cuz his record went wood
No respect in the hood, led to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots, found a redneck in his blood
And said, "Heck, country western rap records are good!"
So he picks a guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idear
Figured you can diss me to jump start your career
I'll punch you in your fuckin chest til your heart kicks in gear
Fuck the underground buddies nameless crew
Like I'ma say their names so they can be famous too
[Chorus]
You just a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
You just a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
Heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke
To the rap you wrote your fuckin answer back's a joke
And I'm gonna tell these motherfuckin fans the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you
You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you
Like I ain't notice you, bitch, I had a show to do
Like I'm supposed to be starstruck, come over to you
You better shut your fuckin mouth while you 0 for 2
Back in '94 limp opened a show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you
Took your motherfuckin DJ and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings
Confused as fuck cuz now your music sucks dick
Mister Mister ass kisser to get accepted in rap
Quicker but never last and Everlast is a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
You just a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
Aiight look...
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast, whoop his ass
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him
Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitchslap him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp
Do it for Rock, do it for Rap, do it for Ken
Do it for Ice T, do it just to do it, FUCK IT
He's a bitch, he ain't gonna hit you back, he's nothin
Shit, in five years, we're all gonna be eating at Whitey's
And he'll be busin tables in that bitch, cleaning the toilets
Hey yo...
[Eminem speaks]
Fuck this, cut this shit off. Hey yo, Head.
That's why I fucked your mother, you fat motherfucker
[Scratching/2 Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"]
Kill Whitey, HAHAHA Kill Whitey, DETROIT, WHAT WHAT!
Yo, Yo, look, look, Kill Whitey
First off, fuck your songs and the shit you say
Diss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gay
You claim to be a muslim, but you Irish-White
So fuck you, fat boy, drop the mic, let's fight
Plus I cut you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, Forty and White, lethargic ass dick head
I keep em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Dialated go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three cds nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don't fuck around with real emcees
Who ain't ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks
I let you faggots know it's on for life
But Everlast might die tonight, HAHA
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and take a heart pill, YOU KNOW!
[Eminem/Chorus]
Grab 380s when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit 'em up
[Eminem talking...]
HAHAHA, Yo, check this out, you faggots ain't even on my level.
I'ma let D12 rhyme on you bitch made ass faggots!
[Kon Artis]
Yo, get out the way, yo Get out the way, yo
Whitey Ford's heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's gettin his ass floored for talkin back
Little faggot amarillo, I show you what murders are ?
At your own restuarant while I'm servin ya
Drop and stomp your whole heart til it stops
Call the cops, I'ma beat your ass while he walks [in locks?]
[Kuniva]
Now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Eric
Where's your house of pain now, there's only one of you Eric
You a petty coward, you ain't ready to steady go around
With some killers from seven mile to the motherfuckin bellow, bridge
[Eminem/Chorus 2]
Grab 380s when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit 'em up
[Eminem]
Got on his ass and now this faggot want to mention me still
This ain't no freestyle battle, Everlast gettin killed
With his chest open, tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokin
Havin a stroke, and now you learn white crackers never earned a dime
Cuz you suck motherfucker you should learn to rhyme
Talkin bout you packin pistols, but it's funny to me
You ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be me
I'm a pale faced killer WHALE
On his way to fuckin prison pistol whippin tail, ha
Eric, remember when I passed you in the lobby that day
That shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it's all bout country, you gave up hip-hop
49,000 copies, the week your shit dropped
While my sales making records break
2 and a half million scanned by the second week
Mother fucker I hit em up
[D12 and Eminem spit on the next few verses. Proof goes first...]
I'm from Detroit's Pemberton now
Four bullets tear you in half
Fuck the music we got a uzi for all you fags
Get this shit out of my stereo
DIALATED YOU VIOLATED
Now you bout to get ANNIHILATED
We gon burry you, eric
so is get choked up or yolked up
All you underground bitches get your throats cut
[Swifty]
What the fuck, is you stupid?
I choked Whitey Ford with his fuckin guitar cord
And stuck him in cardboard
Chopped up in a box, with sixteen parts
I stomped on his heart D12 and amityville
Fucked your mother while you watched
Keep your restuarant locked and block your door
Cuz we hit 'em up like motherfuckin Tupac Shakur
[Eminem]
You a, black Jesus, heart attack seizures,
Too many cheeseburgers, McDonald's Big Mac Greases
White Devil, washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over the country
Haha, oh hell!
Cut this shit off, SHIT.. fuck him.
That's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done.
That's it. I'm sorry. No more. I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I promise. I just believe in kicking a man while he's down.
God DAMN...I quit.
Mention my daughter's name in a song again, you fucking punk. HEY YO.
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause a bad heart condition-in
Which I create, cuz that's my mission
So listen close, to what we say, Because...
This type of fag claims to never be gay
I, knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate Fred because leathal left you
Peckerwood mad cuz his record went wood
No respect in the hood, led to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots, found a redneck in his blood
And said, "Heck, country western rap records are good!"
So he picks a guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idear
Figured you can diss me to jump start your career
I'll punch you in your fuckin chest til your heart kicks in gear
Fuck the underground buddies nameless crew
Like I'ma say their names so they can be famous too
[Chorus]
You just a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
You just a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
Heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke
To the rap you wrote your fuckin answer back's a joke
And I'm gonna tell these motherfuckin fans the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you
You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you
Like I ain't notice you, bitch, I had a show to do
Like I'm supposed to be starstruck, come over to you
You better shut your fuckin mouth while you 0 for 2
Back in '94 limp opened a show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you
Took your motherfuckin DJ and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings
Confused as fuck cuz now your music sucks dick
Mister Mister ass kisser to get accepted in rap
Quicker but never last and Everlast is a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
You just a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
Aiight look...
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast, whoop his ass
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him
Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitchslap him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp
Do it for Rock, do it for Rap, do it for Ken
Do it for Ice T, do it just to do it, FUCK IT
He's a bitch, he ain't gonna hit you back, he's nothin
Shit, in five years, we're all gonna be eating at Whitey's
And he'll be busin tables in that bitch, cleaning the toilets
Hey yo...
[Eminem speaks]
Fuck this, cut this shit off. Hey yo, Head.
That's why I fucked your mother, you fat motherfucker
[Scratching/2 Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"]
Kill Whitey, HAHAHA Kill Whitey, DETROIT, WHAT WHAT!
Yo, Yo, look, look, Kill Whitey
First off, fuck your songs and the shit you say
Diss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gay
You claim to be a muslim, but you Irish-White
So fuck you, fat boy, drop the mic, let's fight
Plus I cut you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, Forty and White, lethargic ass dick head
I keep em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Dialated go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three cds nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don't fuck around with real emcees
Who ain't ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks
I let you faggots know it's on for life
But Everlast might die tonight, HAHA
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and take a heart pill, YOU KNOW!
[Eminem/Chorus]
Grab 380s when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit 'em up
[Eminem talking...]
HAHAHA, Yo, check this out, you faggots ain't even on my level.
I'ma let D12 rhyme on you bitch made ass faggots!
[Kon Artis]
Yo, get out the way, yo Get out the way, yo
Whitey Ford's heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's gettin his ass floored for talkin back
Little faggot amarillo, I show you what murders are ?
At your own restuarant while I'm servin ya
Drop and stomp your whole heart til it stops
Call the cops, I'ma beat your ass while he walks [in locks?]
[Kuniva]
Now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Eric
Where's your house of pain now, there's only one of you Eric
You a petty coward, you ain't ready to steady go around
With some killers from seven mile to the motherfuckin bellow, bridge
[Eminem/Chorus 2]
Grab 380s when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit 'em up
[Eminem]
Got on his ass and now this faggot want to mention me still
This ain't no freestyle battle, Everlast gettin killed
With his chest open, tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokin
Havin a stroke, and now you learn white crackers never earned a dime
Cuz you suck motherfucker you should learn to rhyme
Talkin bout you packin pistols, but it's funny to me
You ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be me
I'm a pale faced killer WHALE
On his way to fuckin prison pistol whippin tail, ha
Eric, remember when I passed you in the lobby that day
That shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it's all bout country, you gave up hip-hop
49,000 copies, the week your shit dropped
While my sales making records break
2 and a half million scanned by the second week
Mother fucker I hit em up
[D12 and Eminem spit on the next few verses. Proof goes first...]
I'm from Detroit's Pemberton now
Four bullets tear you in half
Fuck the music we got a uzi for all you fags
Get this shit out of my stereo
DIALATED YOU VIOLATED
Now you bout to get ANNIHILATED
We gon burry you, eric
so is get choked up or yolked up
All you underground bitches get your throats cut
[Swifty]
What the fuck, is you stupid?
I choked Whitey Ford with his fuckin guitar cord
And stuck him in cardboard
Chopped up in a box, with sixteen parts
I stomped on his heart D12 and amityville
Fucked your mother while you watched
Keep your restuarant locked and block your door
Cuz we hit 'em up like motherfuckin Tupac Shakur
[Eminem]
You a, black Jesus, heart attack seizures,
Too many cheeseburgers, McDonald's Big Mac Greases
White Devil, washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over the country
Haha, oh hell!
Cut this shit off, SHIT.. fuck him.
That's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done.
That's it. I'm sorry. No more. I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I promise. I just believe in kicking a man while he's down.
God DAMN...I quit.
Mention my daughter's name in a song again, you fucking punk. HEY YO.
Rap Game lyrics - D12 (feat. 50 Cent)
[Bizarre]
The rap game, hip hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap motherfucker?
You ready to sell your soul? hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
[Swifty McVay]
I'mma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You should've slain me as a baby
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I've never fucked up to where I can't whoop ya ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it
What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow ya two niggas off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back nigga
You are not realer, in fact you're feel the effects
Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents since he smacked
And got a mack 10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black
Cause you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
[Eminem]
I'ma get snuffed, cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I pipe down, when the (White House) just wiped out
When I see that little (Cheney) dike get sniped out
Lights out, bitch adios, goodnight [gunshot] (AHH!)
Now put that in ya little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the government
Tell that C. Delores Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfuck ducked, what the fuck? son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade
Shit's like a samurai sword or sensai
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that utslay itchbay
Ucksay my ikcday, 'scuse my igpay atinlay
But uckfay you igpay
[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, no it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
[Kon Artist]
I wouldn't wanna be drinkin', drowned in my own inequity
But fucked that I'ma rap 'til y'all all get sick of me
And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
If I'm broke, then I'm breakin' up in the place where you layin'
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can't rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album when they say it was whack
[Kuniva]
I walk in that party and just start bussin' [gunshots and screaming]
Right after I hear the last verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know +The Time+ without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuckie Cheese
With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is unstable, a partyin' addict
They said no fightin' in the club so I brought me a 'matic
Coughin' the static, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
Poppin' the tablet and guns to soften my habit
[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
Believe me, we run this rap shit, for sheezy
Make makin' millions look easy
Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me
Believe me, before you see my pistol in 3-D
No time to call a peace treaty
Dial 911 cause you need the- police to help you believe me
[Proof]
I snatch the chalk from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words
We finally could "Say Goodbye to Hollywood"
Cause Proof and Shyne man shit nothin' in common
The nastiest band with gas in each hand
We never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck ya stature dog
Nothin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
Put your jaw on the ground with the four and the pound
Then I'm gone outta town 'fore the law come around
So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
Matter of fact, we can battle for plaques (This rap game)
[Bizarre]
I'm too fuckin' retarded
I don't give a fuck about my dick
That's why I'm datin' Lorraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument, who was the largest
Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps
Well I really didn't, but I did accordin' to this contract
I was thrown in the snow with nowhere to go
Freezin' 20 below, forced to join Bel Biv Devoe
My little girl, she shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook
[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, know it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
The rap game, hip hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap motherfucker?
You ready to sell your soul? hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
[Swifty McVay]
I'mma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You should've slain me as a baby
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I've never fucked up to where I can't whoop ya ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it
What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow ya two niggas off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back nigga
You are not realer, in fact you're feel the effects
Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents since he smacked
And got a mack 10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black
Cause you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
[Eminem]
I'ma get snuffed, cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I pipe down, when the (White House) just wiped out
When I see that little (Cheney) dike get sniped out
Lights out, bitch adios, goodnight [gunshot] (AHH!)
Now put that in ya little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the government
Tell that C. Delores Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfuck ducked, what the fuck? son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade
Shit's like a samurai sword or sensai
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that utslay itchbay
Ucksay my ikcday, 'scuse my igpay atinlay
But uckfay you igpay
[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, no it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
[Kon Artist]
I wouldn't wanna be drinkin', drowned in my own inequity
But fucked that I'ma rap 'til y'all all get sick of me
And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
If I'm broke, then I'm breakin' up in the place where you layin'
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can't rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album when they say it was whack
[Kuniva]
I walk in that party and just start bussin' [gunshots and screaming]
Right after I hear the last verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know +The Time+ without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuckie Cheese
With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is unstable, a partyin' addict
They said no fightin' in the club so I brought me a 'matic
Coughin' the static, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
Poppin' the tablet and guns to soften my habit
[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
Believe me, we run this rap shit, for sheezy
Make makin' millions look easy
Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me
Believe me, before you see my pistol in 3-D
No time to call a peace treaty
Dial 911 cause you need the- police to help you believe me
[Proof]
I snatch the chalk from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words
We finally could "Say Goodbye to Hollywood"
Cause Proof and Shyne man shit nothin' in common
The nastiest band with gas in each hand
We never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck ya stature dog
Nothin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
Put your jaw on the ground with the four and the pound
Then I'm gone outta town 'fore the law come around
So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
Matter of fact, we can battle for plaques (This rap game)
[Bizarre]
I'm too fuckin' retarded
I don't give a fuck about my dick
That's why I'm datin' Lorraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument, who was the largest
Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps
Well I really didn't, but I did accordin' to this contract
I was thrown in the snow with nowhere to go
Freezin' 20 below, forced to join Bel Biv Devoe
My little girl, she shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook
[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, know it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
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