keep talkin'

yea

detroit motherfucker

dj green lantern

d12

we ain't going nowhere

we still smocking crack nigga

ha ha

let um know

ha-ha

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bitch keep talking

keep on popping off with them jaws because we ain't stoppin

we ain't got to prove shit to you all so all you all can lick the balls and keep walking

keep on popping that shit you're popping

'cause we ain't stopping

'cause you ain't stopping us

we ain't got to prove shit to you all so all you all can lick the balls and keep walking

come on

yo the derelict is back

i'm blazing niggas while they up in the sheraton last

i even sold my therapist crack

you niggas is bitch straight up i'm bearing the facts

i love pussy wit all my heart but i married the gats

and nigga i'm top pedigree so don't play wit me

i'll blow your tattoos all over your baby seat

kids and all be hit

peers and all masuberg will take your back

liver ribs and all

kuniva the street talker

heat sparker the beef starter

packing guns when i'm sleep walking

throwing fire bombs down your chimney

while you eating at wendy's

i'm in your bushes cocking the semi

nice with the hands

never bow down to another man

i was popping guns while you was still popping some rubber bands

smother your clan

sever your hands and your legs

mail your brother your heart and send your mother your head

i'm the only one your bitch let touch her

type of brother that will fuck your mother

with a fishnet rubber

a belligerent and rowdy mother fucker

that'll dump your body and still fly away to maui on the?

when it comes to beefin

it ain't no explaining

i'll change your language with a stainless

i'm contained with an anguish to leave you famous

i'm a deranged pit you all lift an ak to pinch your face with

niggas don't say shit fuck your hype man if it's a bystander standing by i'm fire in at your

'cause i can

you get squashed like pop cans

i be shooting 7up in your mouth man

i'm about to sell your mama bud and lace it

so when she fires it up she's coughing blood

i love to see um wasted

i'm made to behave in this case

you try to be brave in this rage and your legs will be replaced

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i ain't here to talk about benzino or ja rule

i'm here to talk about little ray ray and whatever do

sike i ain't gonna mention it

he probally sue

next week this shit'll be out on dj clue

the first time i had sex. a dirty mattress

no condom. my grandmother. bent over backwards

bizarre been fucking raw all summer

lets make a trade

my wife for your brother

sike

i'm not bisexual

i'm an intellectual

transsexual

one testicle

and i ain't saying shit cause it rhyme

i got colon cancer

i'm dieing

ye-ye

rest in peace jam master jay

tupac

and notorious big

i'm probally the best

guy in the flesh

blow your heart out your chest

and your chest out your vest

leave your body a mess streets bloody as hell

study my trail i cut and me fail

a druggy on bail nutty as well

which such like buddy revel

dead or in jail

still heading for hell

the ghetto rebels the wrong guy

now get your lungs heart you full of wholes like sponge bob

we can set this from your front door to your ceo office

got the key to your coffin

to pee on you often

great me wit offers we taken over

or get china white mixed wit baking soda

your hear me

fucking crack heads

and this is just mix tape shit you fucking morons

this ain't brains over braun

this is bullys over fucking pussies

ha ha come on bitch

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