g's we back. (Chorus) We we we we we we we we back (Bizarre D12 Muthafucka is D12 muthafucka) repeat 2x (Man speaking: The dozen they been all over
I forgot We buy weapons to keep us strong Reagan sends guns where they don't belong The controversy is thick and the drag is strong But no matter the lies we
black thing You know we drink that rose until we blackout Wake up, drink some more and pass back out Why y'all trippin'? I'm just fine 12:45, 'bout that
reap what you sow (Trenchtown rock), and only Jah, Jah know (Trenchtown rock) I'd never turn my back (Trenchtown rock), I'd give the slum a try (Trenchtown rock) I'd
heavy sales And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt We can't self destruct I've never felt it this much Come on fellas, get up We got to fight like
thought we was rich then Shipment, you had like 20 bricks in Richmond We was in cocaine heaven I was fish scale dreamin' We just got in the town, we
A white dude his name was John He had a queen bee rules tattoo on his arm, uh He asked me if I'd be his date for the prom And he'd buy me a horse, a
And everytime he'd lie, he would cry and inside I'd die. My heart must have died a thousand deaths Compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I'd never
true love We were inseparable after that Aw, we ate together We bathed together We even shared the same piece Of mint-flavored dental floss The world was our burrito So we
a broken heart. Owner of a lonely heart. [We're Not Gonna Take It/Twisted Sister] We're not gonna take it. No! We ain't gonna take it. We're not gonna
in ghetto life it'll all catch up to you in the end some day you'll be alone and ill be with all my friends and we'll kick your ass yeah we'll beat
we'd be gone Let us put our foot in that door We mashed we did we dashed We did whateva till we get that dough (All the way) [Verse 12: Krayzie] For
till them lay round, after round, after round They'll fall down, down May they lay from the eruption man We putting them six feet deep, we buck, we bang
pump blood now Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin' 'em on down What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried P.O.D. D when it comes to ride Creep
of space like ET.. cops watch me all day like TV.. SOD hit da club we be so deep.. mine on D and I grind like a OG I got 12 diamond chains like a Ozzy
bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back Ride, ride, you got my back? Where the heaters at? 12 gauge, tech nines, yo, where the hit 'em at? D block, we
