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1. _ Obie Trice
Yeah, this is DJ Seven Deuce of the Motown sounds on W-Down, ha ha Give a big shout out to Runyan Ave. and them Detroit players, y'knowhatI'mean? And we gonna go to the phone lines right now Caller.. [BEEP] Caller my ass! You know who this is Look I'm mad as hell First you got Eminem, this nigga say he gon' get me on his album No show I didn't get on it Then he signed these niggaz D-12, these lil' punk ass niggaz Then all of a sudden I heard he signed a new motherfucker named [Obie Trice] Obie Trice, first I took the underground over The well-known asshole brought y'all whore Then the industry start interestin me Now I'm Shady Records like Marshall Mathers LP Mr. Trice, the name has occured in your conversation, but the face is a blur And if you never spoke my name, nigga you heard Got word, from that mega bitch that stay bootleggin Underground since the Fu-Schnickens Or underground since Chi-Ali was fuckin with them stupid bitches Different species (AHHH!) Shittin on you punk motherfuckers with a Dirty Dozen type of feces more free lyrics |
2. _ Revelation
[Chorus] I don't wanna go to school.. I don't need no education I don't wanna be like you.. I don't wanna save the nation I just wanna live my life.. everyday a celebration One day I'ma leave this world.. I'm waitin for the revelation [Bizarre] I wanna kill myself! I'm still debatin In front of a baptist church, masturbatin Prayin to Satan - think I'm crazy cause I smoke crack live on (?) in a two-family flat? (Fuck it) Tired of gettin hit in the face with a broom My moms on her period, my dad's in my room (Daddy no!) I got ten rocks and I need to get out I told him in five minutes, out my own damn mouth (Moms smoke crack) My poor grandmother, God bless her soul The bitch got AIDS (aww) she just waitin to die of a cold (hahaha) There's three things that keep me from bein a Nazi I'm black, a fag, and my dad's Liberace [Kon Artis] No matter how bad the beatin, I went to school cheatin My dad whooped my ass at a PTA meetin Stick with school I had to have nuts just to do it Got bored and became truant When I had the gall to go I just couldn't do it I was lured into corners by the peer pressure shit How would you feel if you was held by the tip of a barrel Gettin threatened to get your skin ripped to bone marrow Bet suburban kids never got rushed for their apparel like me, outcast, last in class First to leave, when the teacher called on me Best believe I had somethin up my sleeve [Eminem] I've been praised and labelled as crazed My mother was unable to raise me, full of crazy rage An angry teenager, nothin can change me back Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac I was boostin, so influenced by music I used it as an excuse to do shit, ooh I was stupid No one can tell me nothin hip-hop overwhelmed me to the point where it had me in a whole 'nother realm It was like isolatin myself was healthy It felt like we was on welfare but wealthy Compelled me to excel when school it failed me Expelled me and when the principal would tell me I was nothin, and I wouldn't amount to shit I made my first million and counted it Now look at, a fuckin drop-out that quits Stupid as shit, rich as fuck, and proud of it That's why [Chorus] [Swifty McVay] I was raised with a rifle and mask Steadily beatin my psychiatrist ass just for askin about my past (bitch) I was never on that punk shit; fuckin around can get yo' belove abducted, smothered in blood quick You couldn't pay Swift to give a fuck Was crazy like my father, it musta been poison in that nigga's nut Far as probation, fuck peein in cups I violate at any time, let 'em see the blunt I grew up steadily masturbatin inside of cells Young as hell, havin conversations with myself You could tell I wasn't lenient, a disobedient Lynched and slapped teachers, bitch I'm not readin it You don't know what dawgs go through, a little nigga Sippin liquor with my old dude, what the fuck you gon' do? I'm quick to curse you, I told my mother that I'ma hurt you if you ever again mention a curfew [Kuniva] Look, my family ignored me and I don't like that They don't even listen when I tell them I'll be right back (Yeah whatever) This nice beautiful house ma, it don't mean shit Cause you know daddy's a drunk and he don't clean shit And yesterday he hit me like a grown fuckin man I couldn't stand up to him, I just ducked and ran I'm sick of this, I wish on Christmas that I can get a loaded four-fifth and put a fuckin end to this (Fuck it) I got no friends and I can't get a bitch Only thing I have is dirty magazines and sticky fingertips Nothin to smile about, I'm about to lose my mind Got me an automatic nine, now I'm ballin out [Proof] Wait 'til school's over, pu-pil are people to shoot through Kids goin cuckoo, with a two-two Since my fame is this new dude, in this high school Losin his noodle learn that people don't like you The football jocks is, spittin on him Popular kids in school is now pickin on him Burn out youngsta niggaz now hittin on him And his teacher in his english class keep flippin on him And now he's grounded with no allowances for drinkin forty ounces, cause he was caught by his counselors And why the fuck I gotta ride the bench coach? Already got expelled for wearin a trenchcoat All I ever seen is.. {violence, violence} Told me to keep silent, stepped back in my eyelids It's apparent that my parents weren't parents at all That's why I blew out my brains and murdered you all [Chorus] more free lyrics |
3. _ Aint Nuttin' But Music
[Eminem] It's shit like this I kick to these rich white kids Who just might see how fucked up this sick life is Ooops I did it again didn't I my shit's harder To figure out than what Britney's tit size is Oooh I probably pissed you off again didn't I bitch So what Christina Gaguilera kiss my grits You know how many shit's I get if I wish I did So I can quit givin these twisted little kids ideas This just in, Britney just dissed Justin She just fucked Ben, got pit fucked and dick sucked him If Affleck can get his ass licked, how come I can't shit Goddamn bitch I'm rich I can't understand this Are those pictures they made of us together on the internet As close as I'm ever gonna get to hittin it from the back And shit when it comes to that I hit harder from the back Than Everlast when he's pluggin Lethal in his fuckin ass Just give me one more chance Britney hit me one more time Let me know what's on your mind, Whitney give me one more line To sniff, you fuckers know what time it is Fuck your jewelery my record's almost diamond, BEEOTCH! [HOOK 2X: Eminem + Dr Dre] What's goin on in the world today People fightin, feudin, lootin, it's okay Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll Tell 'em Dre- It aint nuttin but music [Bizarre] Eminem doesn't like N'Sync, well I do So fuck him, and the Backstreet Boys too Whatever happened to the cast of Different Strokes Mary's broke, Ty's snortin coke, and then an overdose I got two little boys wit me Michael Jackson sent two helicopters to get me I'm up early wit my hair curly Me and Mr. Furly, fuckin Laverne and Shirley! [Kuniva] Alotta rappers are livin in la la land That's why I let my dogs out on the Baha men As bad as a life I had, I'm not mad I don't need to be a jackass to beat up my dad My whole family's country, my grandmother's old fashioned And she keeps askin me why I rap wit a honky But grannie I'm a flunky I could be a junky I could be hangin with the hoochies out at the club scene [Kon Artis] To all the independent women in the house! (HEY!) Show us your tits and shut your motherfuckin mouth! (WHAT?!) [Proof] Robert Downey, Bobby Brownie, Whitney Houston The shit's confusin (SNIFF!) Jesse Jackson, reverend scandal Got George Michael's, Tevin Campbells PeeWee Herman's, peep show places Public restrooms, peep those cases [HOOK] [Swifty McVay] Huh, your mom and dad probably mad at us (for what) We done turned their kids into little body snatchers Aint like where I'm from, we don't bite our tongue Are you sure you want niggas 21 to carry guns It's sad but I'm glad that I'm made to rhyme Where you work you aint gettin paid for that overtime It's only music, media know it but they blind I aint in your light, so stay they hell up outta mine Y'all the reason why Princess Diana ended up dyin If you people get offended I don't care (stop cryin) Tryin to get us to leave cuz what we say just aint clean (uh, uh) But holdin back on what I say just aint me [Kon Artis] Now what's these parents all mad for? (Your music is bad for 'um) For teenage kids that drink more than Ted Danson in Cheers Carson drink beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch (SHUTUP!) Broke or rich, I still do that same old shit I don't jump in front of a camera and change no shit So when they ask me about my sarcasticness I just slap 'em, turn around and ask 'em this [HOOK] more free lyrics |
4. _ Instigator
[cut 'n scratched: "I'm an instigator" -> Swifty McVay] [Chorus: Swifty McVay] "I'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see? "I'm an instigator" - ain't nobody worse than me "I'm an instigator" - I'll be the first to beef first to squeeze, take heed to the words I speak "I'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see? "I'm an instigator" - ain't nobody worse than me "I'm an instigator" - I'll be the first to beef first to squeeze, 'til it hurts to breathe, fuck with me [Kuniva] I love gettin shit started I instigate a peace talk into a beef talk until police need chalk to chalk you up, have bitches walkin up Smackin you in your face, screamin that you talk too much Tell women you said you fucked 'em Tell the hardest nigga you said you snuck him Ran his pockets and stuck him 'Til they gather in front of your crib, guns and long clips Laughin when they shoot at you over the wrong shit I lock down your block with lies that's so believable you'll run and grab your shotguns, glocks and nines (whattup) Walkin blind, excite fights until they erupt (do it!) Instigate my own death cause killin you ain't enough [Swifty McVay] I don't give a fuck if we beefin or not, I'll squeeze first I'ma heat up yo' spot, I'm a nigga that breathe dirt On these streets every day, snatchin niggaz yea How you bitches needin work, you can get it from McVay I'm dispiteful, I tie a hoe a maniacal foul animal liable to leave you strapped with yo' bible (fo' real) I'm psycho, my bullets won't fly by you You wanna kill me? {*explosion*} You got the right to Ain't gotta wait 'til night to snipe if I don't like you You gettin hit in broad daylight with a white rifle In front of yo' window I'm lookin right through I love when I see a nigga get stuck.. [Chorus] [Kon Artis] "I'm an instigator" - drama tends to follow me I know, I probably owe all of my friends apologies Lie to every bitch just to get her to swallow me Get a lobotomy nigga this one's to my arteries Guns are a part of me I pack more than pottery I oughta be jailed for depicted mockery Egg on fights to plot on the niggaz that shot at me I don't twist the truth I just make it gothic see I'm nothin but a liar with a big-ass mouth Dick and fists big enough to knock your bitch-ass out Got no reason to tell you the truth But to be honest with you I rap with him but I don't like Proof [Proof] Nigga fuck you, me and Swift got plans to jump you Type of nigga to shake your hand and stomp you "I'm an instigator" - convince a tenth grader to run up inside his classroom and leave the kids.. Bitch wait up, this is the season for squeezin off triggers on niggaz for no reason Either jump or quit runnin your mouth Pull a gun out, but I use it 'til the bullets run out [Chorus] [Swifty McVay] I throw a brick at your crib, have you standin on the porch screamin, "Look what you did!" I ain't feelin no remorse Nigga just pick up the kids, and Swift got first dibs with these cherry hot slugs that'll barbecue your ribs I'm preparin deathbeds, quick to bust lead while I'm starin at the Feds, tearin off they legs Once you drop dead they'll be swearin it's a plague I'm sicker than a coke rastafarian with dreads You get shanked if you move, ditched with no clues Don't put shit on yo' tape but yo' skits and interludes And once I finish you they wouldn't put it in the news I'm nuts so you hoes ain't got the GUTS to end the feud [Chorus] [cut 'n scratched: "I'm an instigator" to fade] more free lyrics |
5. _ Devils Night
[Eminem] I make music to make you sick of fake music Hate music like devil worshippin Satan music So say your prayers, your Hail Mary's and Jesuses Take two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix Try to stop it but you cain't do it (ha ha) A whole generation of kids blowin out their fuckin brains to this Kurt Cobain music - students converted to 'caine users as soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it What's your name? [Swifty McVay] Judas Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let's do this I got niggaz that shoots to static - you don't understand how I'm all up in you niggaz TV's like Carole Anne I'm a poltergeist, lyrically I'm supposed to strike Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Molson Ice (Swifty get your own woman!) I want his wife I'm the type to go to gamblin parties with trick dice I rob casinos, slugs, eat those You'd think it was the devil feedin you jalapenos Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your clean clothes My fo'-fo', prone to make you niggaz breathe wrong [Chorus: Eminem] It's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah) It's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da) Cause I came back to rule this time! It's Devils Night - cause I came back to take what's mine! Yes it's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah) It's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da) Cause I came back to rule this time! It's Devils Night - cause I came back to take what's mine! [Kon Artis] It's like I'm on the john, tryin to shit and get no response Constipated bitch, tell these pigs to back off! The mind of rapist, Denaun never changes Beat up strangers without a reason, I'm a anus Walk the street in a "Beat It" jacket with a glove to match it Drop the hat shit I put my head on opposite and step backwards Walkin zombied it's ornery Pullin armed robberies on politicians without a sense of camraderie [Kuniva] Yo, I can concoct the nine slot, plus I run with the best Hop on a motorcycle, bustin wheelies over your chest Bystanders standin by, thinkin oh what a mess Blast through every hickie that them bitches put on your neck What the fuck do you expect, when the slugs are dealt And make you feel every ounce of pain that Bugz done felt A deranged team, smokin ganja greens This car beam'll make your fuckin head shake like tambourines I pledge allegiance to the streets of the D And if you think you out cold, catch a piece of this heat And when it blast, it'll take off every piece of your [scream] From her barettes to her cheeks to her cute little feet [Chorus] [Bizarre] STOP TAKIN DRUGS!! I'm tryin My little boy is dyin, he losin too much iron And if I die, it won't be because I got shot It'll be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock Takin drugs is cool, that's why I buy 'em Shoot 'em up my ass, let your little brother try 'em Ten years is what I'm facin Police breakin in my house, Lil' Bow Wow in the basement (Jermaine!) A rapist that'll bust in your mouth I'll probably be in jail 'fore this fuckin album comes out I'm eighteen years old, still shit in the bed Beaten 'til I'm red, fear nothin but war and bread It's me again, fuckin dirty jinn So what if it burns, bitch when I stick it in No medication, I'm out of perkasets I lost my weed, plus my fuckin diaper's wet [Chorus] [Eminem] It's Devils Night! more free lyrics |
6. _ Nasty Minds
[girl giggling] Stop! You want me to do what? What are those? You want me to stick those in your what? [Bizarre laughing] [Chorus: Bizarre + Truth Hurts] What is on yo' nasty mind (nasty mind, nasty mind) Don't you wanna get fucked from behind (from behind, from behind) Then treat me like a dirty slave (dirty slave, dirty slave) And beat me like I won't behave - I just wanna get freaky baby! [Swifty McVay] Huh, I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up wit you hoes You don't know me, see I ain't gotta front or play the role I'm an O.G., I know when you bein phony See you probably bonin them officers just to pull up on me That's why sixty percent of women is lonely They get in my mix only, then try to creep slowly because they nosy I ain't listen to what, my momma told me I fuck 'em and pass to my homies (right) Then he fuck 'em and pass 'em to the homies (take her) I'm a nasty-ass macaroni; you flashin fast money you can pass a Roley FUCK a alimony If you want me, and ain't out screamin about your monthly I'll be stickin yo' pretty ass until you turn ugly (damn!) You suddenly see stars when fuckin me Ain't no menages, I want 'em in threes, release your garments (trick) It ain't even me to hold back, I fucked yo' moms quick Have her runnin around this bitch screamin, "That's my dick!" [Kuniva] Yo I know I'm dogmatic, but yo' pussy walls done had it (that's right) It's evident that you've been fuckin like a jackrabbit But I stay focused, so I acted like I didn't notice (mm-hmm) And fucked her with no baby lotion and bust in the soapdish Hoe you can quote this - your breath is smellin like you done sucked a senior citizen's old dick in goat spit (god damn!) You gon' get choked quick, talkin all that hoe shit All aggressive askin for a slow kiss, no bitch! (the fuck outta here) You like freakin, see you every night creepin Suckin off the nice deacons, slut you made his wife leave him (cunt) So keep slurpin I'll be down to the fullest But forget it bitch, yo' nipples look like AK bullets [Chorus] [Kon Artis] Yo - I'm tearin down whatever you built, your marriage is through cause I answered your wife's door naked wrapped in a quilt Hoes say, "Kon Artis got a dick so big!" Man I can persuade any bitch to have eight of my kids, shit Beeitch, I should be locked up for havin honies legs cocked up in the back of my pops truck I'm not fucked up, I just got a fetish for shootin Cum in coochie to the pussy is pootin it back out I sixty-nined this one bitch and she bled in my mouth (shit) Kicked her out, cleaned the couch out, and beat up my crouch(?) I don't gotta creep in hotels, I cheat at my house See I'm a dog, I don't need to keep a secret hideout (nahh) [Bizarre] All night I've been snortin [sniffs] Your age and where you from - it's just not important (nahh) You look like one of my mistresses On welfare, ten kids like the rest of my bitches Dreams of fuckin a handicapped bitch Suck my dick while your teeth start to grit (whore) And a slave, that's how I want you to treat me I ain't into S&M, but I love when you beat me (ahhh!) I told you I was a horny-ass freak While I'm beatin my meat, your daughter actin like she asleep (Yeah right) My love is like thunder and lightning After it's over, I'm lookin like I got my ass kicked by Tyson [Chorus] [Bizarre] I just wanna get freaky baby [repeat 4X] Freaky baby, he he I wanna get freaky with you D-12.. in your area And remember, if you lookin for Bizarre Dial 1-900-BEAT-ME more free lyrics |
7. _ Girls
[Eminem] Hey yo dawg I got some shit on my motherfuckin chest that I need to get off cause, if I don't I'ma fuckin explode, or somethin Now look - this is a story about some little fuckin girls that I know It goes like this.. It's so easy for me to make enemies any more it's sickening People are lookin for an excuse to jump on my shitlist Stickin their noses in shit that isn't none of their business I never asked, cared, gave a fuck, or wanted opinions Now I'm in the position that, I don't wanna be in - shit I never had no beef with your corny son of a bitches But now the shit is broke and you can't do nothin to fix it So I'm tellin you right now - motherFUCK a Limp Bizkit Now I'ma be real, B-Real was real He ain't say shit the whole time me and Whitey was beefin; see he chilled He was cool with the whole situation and kept it neutral I'd have never involved my crew if it wasn't for Pupils Peoples, whatever your backpackin cypherin name is Had I not opened a magazine and seen what you sayin and I'da never involved you, but you had to add your two pennies Now I gotta go grab my shitlist and add some new enemies Hit the studio and I'll admit, I had a few in me Fuck it, I roasted you, I ain't mad at you any But let it be known that song was never released, it leaked I'da never gave you that much attention intentionally Then I look on the TV, now look who's mentionin me That little fuckin weasel, DJ Lethal, on MTV After I gave you props in that song, you on national TV Talkin bout Everlast is gonna whip my ass when he sees me? Come on dawg, you was supposed to be on that song Talkin bout how bad you hate him, now you all on his thong? What's wrong? You scared, and Fred, you said you was dissin him too I shoulda knew better than to listen to you You fuckin sissy, up on stage, screamin how people hate you They don't hate you They just think you're corny since Christina played you And I dare you motherfuckers to try to diss me back That's a sissy act, and don't call me kissin my ass Cause I swear to God this ain't just a song I'm tryin to pre-warn you Lethal when I fuckin see you dawg I'm swingin on you! Motherfuckers must think cause I'm in trouble with the law that I won't jaw 'em, up my sentence and double it tomorrow [Chorus] Y'all some - girrrrls - y'all are some god damn girls Why do you act this way? - Why do you act this way huh? Why do y'all act like fuckin sissies you pussies keep talkin shit behind my back you just some bitches for that And we all knowwww - we all know, hah How fuckin cowards rollll - "keep rollin rollin rollin" In-fuckin-dent me's and pretend to be down But as soon as someone calls you out You put your tail between your legs and bow dowwwn [Eminem] Now I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs I'm a man, I can stand on my feet So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion and I won't put you in 'em Cuz I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs I'm a man, I can stand on my feet So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion and I won't put you in 'em Now see if you diss me and I respond, the beef is on But if I help you sell one record and I see you at a show, I'll strip you naked See I was smart, I came back and scooped up my friends Now I got five dawgs that'll die for me like I'll die for them I'll fight for them, swing or shoot like I fight for Kim All of 'em been with me through this fucked up life that I'm in That goes for all of my dogs, from Royce to Dre From Xzibit to Mel-Man, 'til I'm hoist away in my coffin I'll never soften no matter how often I'm tested I'll never give a fuck, I won't never be interested Love me or hate me as much as Fred wants to be hated I will solemnly stand by every statement I stated This shit that I been through my pencil never could pencil But I will never be this gullible ever again though (nope) Next time I'll know when someone's copyin off me I'm not bein cocky, I just know when somebody's mockin me I stick up my middle finger, he sticks up his finger (hey!) I say "Fuck Christina" he says "Fuck Christina" but meaner So from doin a song with Method to beggin to get accepted I'm peggin Fred with the bottle of dye that he bleached his head with And as for Lethal, don't forget what I said I'm fuckin you up punk, you're dead! Don't think that I'm playin And fuck BIZKIT! Cause I know you're sayin fuck D-12 Only not to our face, under your breath, to yourselves [Chorus] You little - girrrrls - motherfuckin females Why do you act this way? - Why do y'all act this way huh? Why do y'all act like fuckin sissies you pussies keep talkin shit behind my back you just some bitches for that And we all knowwww - now we all know the truth How fuckin cowards rollll - "keep rollin rollin rollin" In-fuckin-dent me's and pretend to be down But as soon as someone calls you out You put your tail between your legs and bow dowwwn [Eminem] Now I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs I'm a man, I can stand on my feet So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion and I won't put you in 'em Cuz I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs I'm a man, I can stand on my feet So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion and I won't put you in it And that's it, that's all there is to it dawg If you didn't wanna do the fuckin song don't say you're down with doin the fuckin song and then back out at the last minute And then go on motherfuckin MTV talkin about Everlast can whip my motherfuckin ass If you're scared of Whitey Ford dog just say you're scared of Whitey Ford, that's it That's all you had to fuckin say, I wouldn'ta said shit I woulda backed off, did the motherfuckin song myself and not put you motherfuckers in it, that's all Now I ain't even on no rap shit no more I'm on some fuckin-you-up shit when I see you And I will see you too; oh, and by the way Fred That wasn't an accident I didn't mean to give you a play at the Music Awards Haha.. more free lyrics |
8. _ Thats How...
[scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up Yo, if you a loudmouth, tryin to wild out And we see just how you layin and we peeped yo' style out (You a punk!) When you chillin out in front of your truck and get stuck [D-12] That's how niggaz get fucked up No love at home with your kinfolk And the world just keep fuckin with your mental And all these kids makin fun of your trenchcoat [D-12] That's how students get shot up Hatin on us but you come to our show (Fuck them niggaz) I crowd surf and you let me go (Oh no!) Whup yo' ass when I get off the flo', just so you know doe [D-12] That's how haters get fucked up When the police pull you over and shit Then find ganja, now every month they checkin on yo' piss They gettin mad cuz you ain't come back since, and now they sweatin you [D-12] That's how P.O.'s get fucked up 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 date she want a kiss, AND some dick [D-12] That's how blind dates get fucked up Sayin we not a real crew with a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad cause y'all ain't got a deal [D-12] Local rappers talk too much (We gon' rob this bank) but you roll with punks Manager tripped the alarm and you all get stuck Cops got AK's, y'all only got pumps - that shit's just dumb [D-12] That's how Cousey got locked up When yo' ass wanna walk in a club Instead of tellin you to wait, the nigga wanna push and shove (Move!) Then get trampled from the niggaz you brung, so move over [D-12] That's how bouncers get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up Yo, ha, when you get your guns out of the stash And gather all your homies up to go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finish y'all run out of gas - you better haul ass [D-12] That's how drivebys get fucked up Mixin weed with the brew, ecstasy and Kahlua Gasoline fumes, nitrous balloons Acid tab-lets and the magic mushrooms [D-12] That's how D-12 get fucked up (Hey I like your records) but my album ain't dropped (Dr. Dre's my favorite) bitch get off his jock Got a backstage pass and I need to get off; wanna meet da-d-Doc [D-12] That's how groupies get tossed up Drop out of school, take drugs and molest sluts Got your girlfriend suckin on my left nut Your parents don't like me, but guess what? [D-12] Cause Bizarre don't give a fuck Chokin your wife all in front of your peeps (bitch!) She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep Get back together by the end of the week, that's so sweet [D-12] Slim and Kim argue too much Invite a hoe to your house while your bitch is out Now you got your dick all up in her fuckin mouth Pull it out and then you bust off on her favorite blouse [D-12] That's how Clinton got caught up Steal cars, wreck bars, get fucked up beyond recognition walk in tipsy clubs like we stars Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches and dogs [D-12] That's how Runyan Ave. is cut When your life wasn't raised up right Then see your mother comin home with different niggaz every night And then you run into the one you don't like; so get the FUCK lost [D-12] That's how step-dads get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up [scratched:] "Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, jews.." [D-12] This is how it happens to you [D-12] That's how people get fucked up more free lyrics |
9. _ Pistol Pistol
[Bizarre] Yeah, welcome to Amityville [Swifty] Detroit, nigga! [Bizarre] The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols! Ha ha ha ha! [Chorus - Eminem] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to Too many enemies on my list to sift through nobody got my back in this bitch but this two Sorry officer, I don't care how pissed I get you but I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol [Swifty McVay] Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us see I'm backwards - I slap niggas and punch bitches Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the Lord when my parents talk to me they've got mean mugs and ignore They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor shells from the forty-four scattered over their porch Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you trying to break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you, you and your ho you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you young, Black, and powerful, (BITCH!) and I ain't gotta lie to you [Proof] Stepped in the door waving the four-four blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low They call my (?), but I spit fire I lit five inside a fucking dickrider The clip slider, love to blast a Mag, you're a FAG you love being ass to ass Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya never say that I'm a gangsta, now THAT'S gangsta Yall niggas sound like Jigga but act like Pac yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell outta business It won't be the same since we touching the game make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain You think this shit's a game and we're bluffing for fame? I'll squeeze off this tech until NOTHING remains [Chorus] [Kuniva] The only time that I'm at piece/peace is when I'm close to one cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works these cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless That's why I'm heated, you never know who starts creepin waking you up with AKs while you lie sleeping I'd rather pack the heat and not need rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic [Gunshot] [Kon Artis] You know the sound when I'm spinnin round spittin these rounds from fo' pounds while the whole crowd is screaming as loud from they're mouths as they possibly allow Nothing is parallel to making you carousel arial sommersault from ferris wheels to a pair of shells Denaun carry the nine where I go bullets whistle and hit you while I'm shooting at five-0 Some semi-automatic for static's the motto spitting like [Columbine kids] from Colorado [Chorus] [Bizarre] This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock it'll make Jehova's Witnesses think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!) It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse it'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst (Ha ha!) It'll make Holyfield start fighting it'll make Ma$e say "Fuck church!" and go back to writing It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls it'll make R. Kelly give respect to Aaron Hall It'll make Christopher Reeve start walking it'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut it'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking mutt It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde it'll make a redneck start to read the Holy Koran It'll make Ike stop beating Tina it'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina Christina Aguilera... HA HA HA HA! [Eminem-Chorus] [Swifty] Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! You better have an aim cause if you don't - you're FINISHED - flat out, nigga, nigga, nigga What? Fuck around and get popped with NO hesitation, straight up [Bizarre] Look at where the fuck we stay at! Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at! Fuck around with us, you get popped more free lyrics |
10. _ Fight Music
[Chorus: Eminem] This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it It's just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it You just know - that's the new shit The type of shit that causes mass confusion and drastic movement of people actin stupid [Kon Artis] I come to every club with intention to do harm With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone's Farm Hidin under tables as soon as I hear alarms Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb Strapped to my stomach screamin, "Let's get it on!" A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke I think I'll up my high by slittin your throat Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street This is fight music! [Bizarre] You know why my hands are so numb? (No) Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't come (oh) Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch) So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap I fuckin hate you; I'll take your drawers down and rape you While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah!) Satan done got me on this song Eatin a hot dog readin the Holy Qu'ran, while I'm on the john Tired of wearin this yellow thong Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong) Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms Fuck your love songs [Chorus] [Proof] Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on? I'm King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come Show you machine gun funk Sixteen m-16's and one pump [click-clack] The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source It's fight music [Swifty McVay] I'm a nigga that loves scuffles And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin, "You hear that?" I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink I suffocated my shrink just for talkin Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin It's fight music! [Kuniva] These beads I'm swingin is stingin 'em See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin 'em If any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em Malice green to them and gasolinin 'em with premium Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him Blast while you right hookin, right when your wife's lookin Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music! [Eminem] If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it Then spit it back in the faces of you racists and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit You Liberace's, Versace's, and you nazis Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat You motherfuckers wanna JUDGE me cause you're NOT me You'll never STOP me, I'm TOP speed as you POP me I came to save these new generations of babies from parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy to grow to praise me I'm makin 'em go crazy That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on And this song is for any kid who gets picked on A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called.. [Chorus] It's fight music! more free lyrics |
11. _ Purple Pills
[Chorus] I take a couple uppers I down a couple downers But nothing compares To these blue and yellow purple pills I been to mushroom mountain Once or twice but who's countin' But nothing compares To these blue and yellow purple pills [Eminem] Cool, calm, just like my mom With a couple of valium 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 shit I started a mosh pit Squashed a bitch And stomped the foster kids These shrooms make me hallucinate Then I sweat till I start losing weight Till I see dumb shit 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 with a half an ounce Not weed I meant coke dumb ass sit down We don't bullshit, better ask around D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town Bizarre, your mom is passing out Get her ass on the couch 'fore she crashes out [Kon Artist & Kuniva] Fuck that, someone help Denaun He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn Hey Von You see me stepping on these leprechauns? It gotta be acid cuz the X is gone Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian And I think my arm is gone It's probably numb Young, dumb, and full of cumm 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 shit I think I did too much This substance equals cups Red pills, blue pills, and green Big pills (That's ill) Mescaline [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 [Proof] Pop pills Pills I pop Pop two 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 Look for coke to smoke I overdose When I pack up my nose with coke *cough cough cough* Am I supposed to choke Had an accident when the Trojan broke Ahh, poor baby Born by whore lady And I'm gonna strangle a - (You're crazy!) [Swifty] I pop four E's at one time And I don't need water when I'm swallowing mine (You got any shroom?) Does Bizarre smoke crack? We can't get job Because our arms show tracks Why the hell you niggas think I rap? I do it just to get your company hijacked If you like smack Then I might too (Swift, chill) I just wanna get high like you And I don't give a damn if they white or blue Speed, shrooms, down the valiums Even smoke weed outta vacuums I just got some and I'm going back soon [Chorus] [Bizarre] I'm at rave Looking like a slave High off chronic Gin and tonic demonic Body smelt like vomit Pussy poppin', acid-dropping, dope heavy guy Heroine mescaline pencilneck, wanna try Blue pills, golden seals Got Bizarre actin' ill Drugs kill (Yeah, right) Bitch I'm for real Shut your mouth you dirty slut You know you want it in your butt I'll put it in your cunt Let Bizarre nutt [Chorus] more free lyrics |
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