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' off Flip them jaws because we ain't stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to y'all So all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' 'Cause we ain't stoppin' 'cause you ain't stoppin' us We ain't got to prove shit to y'all So all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Come on, yo, the derelict's back, I'm blazin' niggaz While they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed, I even sold my therapist crack You niggaz is bitches, straight up, I'm bearin' the facts I love pussy with all my heart but I married a gat And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play with me I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby seat Kids and all get hit, peers and all The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, ribs and all Kuniva's a street talker, heat sparker to beef starter Packin' guns when I'm sleepwalkin', bitch, keep talkin Throw a firebomb down your chimney While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi Knife with the hands, never bow down to another man I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother your clan, sever your hand and your legs And mail your brother your heart and send your mother your head I'm the only one, you bitch that touch ya, type of brother That'll fuck your mother, wit a fishnet rubber A belligerent and rowdy motherfucka That'll dump your body and still fly away to Maui on Atella When it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin' I change your language with a stainless I'm contained wit an anguish to leave you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face with Niggaz don't say shit, fuck your hype, man If there's a bystander standin' by, I'm firin' at cha 'Cause I can, you get squashed like pop cans I'll be shooting 7Up in your mouth, man I'm about to sell your mama bud and lace it So when she fire it up she coughin' blood, I love to see 'em wasted I'm made to behave in this case You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be replaced Bitch, keep talkin', keep on poppin' off Flip them jaws because we ain't stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to y'all So all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' 'Cause we ain't stoppin' 'cause you ain't stoppin' us We ain't got to prove shit to y'all So all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Bizzy, come on, I ain't here to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule I'm here to talk about Lil' Ray Ray and what I'ma do Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll probably sue Next week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive) The first time I had sex, a dirty mattress No condom, my grandmother bent over backwards Bizarre been fuckin' raw all summer Let's make a trade, my wife for your brother Psych, I'm not bisexual I'm an intellectual transsexual with one testicle (One nut) And I ain't sayin' shit 'cause it rhyme I got colon cancer, I'm dyin' Yayiyay, rest in peace, Jam Master Jay 2-Pac and Notorious B.I.G., c'mon I'm widely the best, God in the flesh Blow your heart out of your chest And your chest out of your vest Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as hell Study my 12, I cut him he fell A druggie on bail, nutty as well With search light, bud, he revealed, dead or in jail They're headed for Hell Together with bells and blonde guy, get your lungs hard Leave you full of holes like Spongebob We can take this from your front door to your CEO office Got the key to your coffin, so bitch, keep talkin Leavin' your office, we takin' over Or get Chyna White mixed with baking soda Ya hear me, get crack Fuckin' crackheads And this is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons This ain't brains over brawn This is bullies over fuckin' pussies, come on Bitch, keep talkin', keep on poppin' off Flip them jaws because we ain't stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to y'all So all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' 'Cause we ain't stoppin' 'cause you ain't stoppin' us We ain't got to prove shit to y'all So all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' © RUNYON AVENUE MUSIC; IDIOTIC BIZ; DERTY WERKS; MCVEY MUSIC; UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP.; EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com