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(feat. Obie Trice)
[Eminem-intro] Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha`Fucka`s think they know us) G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie! Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath! Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo! Mutha`fucka!, Benzino!, They don`t know we finna` blow! Someone betta` tell them so. . .
[Swifty McVay] You don`t me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain`t family? I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that`s behind me Witness the most potest` furocious *****s that rhyme These bitches turn they back on you, actin` like they ain`t did shit When you rappin` never mix bussiness up with your friendship If you lackin` up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo`? *****s`s don`t love you, you got habits of breaking street codes Far as static, I automaticly get medieval When i`m after people, then i`ll explode you bitches with C-4 These hoe`s, have no insurance, bodies get repo` Making you vanish even when we ain`t got our heat close Keepin` .44`s where you`re hoes are swallowing deep throat If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close *****`s pupils that`s what I do, i`m foolish will shoot you Cuz` i`m coo-coo, But I don`t think *****s can take in heat tho`
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[Kon Artis] See i`m a man, and a man gon` do what he gotta do And he ain`t really family if he ain`t loyal to you If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you
[Bizarre] I don`t give a fuck, i`m quick to blaze chronic Smoke on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonic Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to `Nuns and Wifes Now who the fuck want to fight? Ain`t nobody fucking with me, Ain`t nobody fucking with the D` They get beat like a M-P You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs You heard about Proof wil`ing in the clubs You heard about that nine that Eminem packs You diss us, you get you`re fucking face cracked I`m from 7 Mile and stout, I`ll shoot up you`re house Next day, i`ll pee in you`re mouth. .
[Obie Trice] Aiyyo, loyalty`s first, all the bullshit second I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it Most of these *****s neglect it Even though it`s a known method >From the hectic hood that you slept in You wanna` be an exeption That`s when the weapon is leaving you`re half stepping With that `caine in you`re left hand Obie from a section that`ll stain up you`re flesh and Have you on bare breast Questionin` you`re affection for streets D-Twizzie no question One of the best groups that done it And Obie is their reflection Lil` homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin` D-Twizzie fo` life, Obie Trice is second. .
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[Proof] Which one of you *****s wanna` be ?boltion? bump heads When I got a passion for clappin`. . .with one hand Talent`s on my roster this mobster`s in dump land Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds Never leave the crib without packing my black burner On some T. Ali rapper to merk a have murda Incorporated, Hitman Herry is at you`re service Reach for me one more gain` and thats closed For life as D12, no ice and spreewells Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will Knowing I can be killed Leaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shoot And a liecense to ill We lost Bugz and i`ll be damed if we loose another man from our clan Without forcing our hand Estorting you`re family, i`ll torture you`re granny For my *****`s, i`m on you`re motherfucking porch with a `Cammy
[Chorus x2]
[Kuniva + Kon Artis] Yo its funny how *****s get caught along (and get bombed on) Knocking teeth in back of you`re throat (and break you`re jaw bone) (I`m on ignorant shit) these *****s is bitch Pass me a cigarrete quick (shit is finna` get thick) Yo` man i`ll get split (by a brutal and critical hit) With identical dent (or bullets with identical prints) I`m wishing you if (you come you`re Lutenints a snitch) You teminant fick (and we know you ain`t finna` do shit) I`ll stick with my clique (The Kon Artis Bomb Artist) Kuniva The Rida` (Shooting through you`re fucking Long John garmets) Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street) Unbelivable heat, we`ll even lay you out infront of the chief of police Muthafucka`
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[Kon Artis-outro] Yeah! D-Twizzie D12, Dirty Dozen Nothing but family up in this muthafucka` Loyal to everything that we do You ain`t neva` gonna` catch none of us slippin by ourself `Cuz we always together You know what i`m sayin . . Y`all *****s don`t know what family means Bugz watching over our ass Thats why we still alive know Knocking yall *****s outta the clubs and shit Haha! Runyan Av. Baby! Shady Records! Where yo` mamma at *****?
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