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D-12 f Bugz

Fuck Battlin

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Ha ha, ha ha, yeah yeah!Dirty Dozen! Detroit City (Detroit Michigan)What (What)[Bugz]You won`t last long like weed in brass bongsJust another fag blowin some sad bitch-ass songsI shine sober, cause Bugz is a soldierBeat that ass like Roy Jones if ya bite I`m pissin(?)colaDoin the randisco at a disco with a big hoBought the stupid bitch from Sisqo now she won`t let my dick goBugz a stupid nigga, take a shower with my pistolWalk up in your (?) and pistol ripped youIt`s simple, see I`m from the D like Eric HippoSick son of a bitch, robbin a nigga and his kinfolkGot my gun on my hip, some in the clip, one in the chamberIt`s danger, fuckin with this super powered strangerFuck a battle - we brought knives, niggaz and gunsBeat yo` ass and run, tryin to catch a case for funBustin at the po`-po` high off weed speed and cocoa (yeah!)Pumpin Makaveli, heavy handed with my fo`-fo`[Proof]Bomb like Saddam, split America in twoThen wrap all around your head like Erykah BaduMy issues, misuse, human anatomyTearin your flesh, and you muscle tissuesKnock `em out his shoes, then check `em inAnd stand firm hold my nuts waitin on yo` second windThe nine shot (put Denaun out!)Punch you in your navel and rip your spine outTalkin bout you run this shit when you ain`t got no legsPlus you all booty like Jennifer LopezD-12 (?), work theseScratch the skin off your back like fur theivesGrab your throat like a nurse squeeze, make the earth freezeStick you for a lifetime - like herpesChallenge Evil Kanivel, (?) jumpin in a RegalChallenge Officer Riggs, and be in "Lethal"Challengin fiends to stealin aluminum sidinChallenge Eminem smokin dope, while hang glidinChallengin hickville honkies, to a square danceAnd climb up Everest blindfolded with my bare handsAint no fair chance Dirty Dozen run the DAnybody want beef then, come to me[Chorus: repeat 2X]Fuck battlin, we on some gang shitDuck quick, cause you niggaz might get hitUnited we stand, united we fallI swear to God, Dirty Dozen we gonna kill all y`all[Bizarre]10 seconds, kiss yo` ass good riddance(It`s a BOMB!) Told y`all niggaz I wasn`t bullshittinWe could fight like a kung-fu flick, choose your weaponShake hands, knock yo` ass out in 10 secondsBizarre needs a counselorI done shitted on so many MC`s, (?) should be my sponsorHave Prince rob ya for your "Diamonds and Pearls"While I`m in the next room, havin my way with your girlI swear, I kill any MC up in hereMy niggaz pop so many guns, you swear it was New Year`sThey`re gon` need an ambulance when I finish battlin youPop shit? My gang`s on Runyan AvenueYou niggaz ain`t crooks, plus you all shookHave you mom suck my cock while I read Playboy booksI aint sayin I`m the illest MCBut ask ten outta ten niggaz, and the ten gon` say me[Chorus] - 1/2[Kon Artis]Bitch, what? Uh-huh, yeahYo, shuttup, yeah(?) walker, ass gripper and shit talkerGot a love for +dyno-mite+ like Jim WalkerJim Beam, and have you missin like Jim HoffaCoughin I`ll be splittin your throat for thinkin of talkinLove beef, that`s why half the click don`t even walk inNo love for hoes but shit, I fucks `em oftenMay as well give `em the dick, shit on `emAnd when they ask why I ain`t called `em I just tell `em I`m sickSame shit I tell every chickenhead that I boneThey don`t believe it, but they know I got a fetish for chromePushin cats in wheelchairs down flights of stairsStartin fights with chairs (somebody died!!) like we careInvitin bitches to go hikin with me, up a mountainThrow `em off and tell their momsshe died from skinnydippin in the fountainMr. Porter stay live on waxWhile you throw records into crowds just to say you have a hit track[Kuniva]I`m the alcoholic bringin catastrophe to othersMake you C-Murder like Master P`s little brotherFlatterin punks, shatterin junk, get your cavity lumpedwith the force of a rim-shatterin dunkNow you wanna be "Thuggish Ruggish" so I`ma let a slug hitAnd call you Broken Bone, and if you got a crewI`ma name `em all after youFractured Bone, Neck Bone and Funny BoneYou can`t flash when all your money`s goneI`ll give you a thirty minute head start, fuck thatI`ll even wait `til it`s dark and hunt you down - swing an axeand watch how many dumb thoughts leak out when your head partsFuck yo` automobile to me it`s just a red carRunyan Ave. gon` run yo` ass clean out of existanceIn an instant, I`ll fire persistant, shots consistantTerrorist terrorizin your blockSee all these niggaz when I step in the club, I`m bringin themAnd any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King`n `emMalice Greene`n `em, and gasoline`n them with premiumLight a cigarette flick at him and spit it at himHold up a picture of his family and kick it at himBoxin without gloves, deeper then glee clubsWhile you stand in tha back and look mean like E-LuvCan`t no other crew stand usPut my hands on you quicker than a nigga playin two hand touchYo Kuniva in the ruggedest, hop in the truck and hiteverybody on your block, jump out and cut a bitchAnother fuck I gotta put a stain onIn the middle of the street screamin bring the pain on[Chorus]

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