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
[Proof] You wish that you could bear me black D12 standing back No planning that Def methods, we got a hand in that Whoever run this shit You get a jammed
as I spot somethin' And when you fall I know damn well I done shot somethin' And I'm cleaning your brains Off my windshield for frontin' D-12 is Your
of 'em, some fell out and hit the floor, All I know is ever since my fuckin head hit the snowbank, been a little niandrotholic, no thanks to My man D
[Intro: Kon Artis] Haha Ai This time we're gonna do our thing (Huh) Is that aiight wit y'all? (Yeah) Its gotta be 'cause we gon do it anyway Ain't that
I'm not f****d up I just got a fetish for shooting Come in coochie Till the p***y is booting it back out I 69'd this one b***h and she bled in my
Ay, ay the idiotic kid's back with the attack, ready to put two macks to your back Ain't no fussin when I start bustin Lyrically cussin, why Jay Dee'
mo' master Snorting coke that's whiter than Casper Better run faster I can out-smoke all of you motherfuckers And bitch I was born with asthma Fuck life, I'd
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I got out of my viper, saw this beautiful girl. See her name was Shannon and her hair had curles. When she looked at me on my face was a smile But i
s surruondin us showz springin, hoes bringin friendz 4 da "D" and "Em" itz just me & him we all up in da place it dont matter da race battles & space D12
get a squad, they was like "money? oh no!" Leavin you brain dead, hittin trees with Sonny Bono I kick without a dojo, D-12 slow flow Shoot down your
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
Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me... [Gunshots x2] [Bizarre] Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Green Lantern (The Evil Genius) D12
Here we go... [Chorus] They say that one little lie turns into another, then you go and cheat By the time you know it, you are wrapped up in a whole
shit on you Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry, and fuck your watch I'll shit on you I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me I'll shit on you You heard me, bitch I'll shit on you D-12
Yeah, Detroit, motherfucka DJ Green Lantern, D-12, we ain't goin' nowhere We still smokin' crack, nigga Let 'em know Bitch, keep talkin', keep on poppin
me, we run this rap shit fo shizzie Make makin' millions look easy Every where ya turn you see me You hear me Believe me, for ya see my pistol in 3-D