Текст песни D-12 - Keep Talkin
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[Intro]Yeah...Detroit, Motherfucka..DJ Green LanternD-12, We ain`t goin` nowhere..We still smokin` crack, nigga..Let `em know {*laughs*}[Chorus - Eminem]Bitch, keep talkin, keep on poppin offFlip them jaws because, we ain`t stoppinWe ain`t got to prove shit to y`allSo all y`all can lick the balls and keep walkinKeep on poppin that shit you poppinCause we ain`t stoppin cause, you ain`t stoppin usWe ain`t got to prove shit to y`allSo all y`all can lick the balls and keep walkin! {*gun shots*}[Verse 1 - Kuniva](Em: Come on!) Yo, the derelict`s back, I`m blazin niggazWhile they up in the Sheraton, `laxed, I even sold my therapist crackYou niggaz is bitches, straight up, I`m bearin the factsI love pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat {*gun cocks*}And nigga, I`m top pedigree, so don`t play with meI`ll blow your tattoos all over your baby seat {*gun shots*}Kids and all get hit, peers and allThe Mosberg`ll take your back, liver, ribs and all {*gun shot*}Kuniva`s a street talker, heatsparker to beefstarterPackin guns when I`m sleepwalkin (Em: Bitch, keep talkin)Throw a firebomb down your chimney {*explosion*}While you`re eating at Wendy`s, I`m in your bushes cockin a semi {*gun cocks*}Knife with the hands, never bow down to another manI was poppin guns while you was still poppin some rubber bandsSmother your clan, sever your hand and your legsAnd mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head[Swift]I`m the only one, you bitch, that touch ya, type of brotherThat`ll fuck your mother, wit a fishnet rubber {*scream*}A belligerent and rowdy motherfuckaThat`ll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on AtellaWhen it comes to beefin, it ain`t no explaininI change your language with a stainlessI`m contained wit an anguish to leave you famousI`m a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face with {*gun shots*}Niggaz don`t say shit, fuck your hype manIf there`s a bystander standin by, I`m firin` at cha {*gun cocks*}Cause I can, you get squashed like pop cans {*crunch*}I`ll be shooting 7Up in your mouth, manI`m about to sell your mama bud, and lace itSo when she fire it up she coughin blood, I love to see `em wastedI`m made to behave in this caseYou try to be brave in a rage your legs will be replaced[Chorus][Verse 2 - Bizarre](Em: Bizzy, come on!) I ain`t here to talk about Benzino, or Ja RuleI`m here to talk about Lil` Ray Ray, and what I`ma doSorry, I ain`t gonna mention you, you`ll probably sueNext week, this shit`ll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)The first time I had sex, a dirty mattressNo condom, my grandmother bent over backwards (Ugh!)Bizarre been fuckin raw all summerLet`s make a trade - my wife for your brother {*gun shot*}Psych! I`m not bisexualI`m an intellectual transexual with one testicle (One nut)And I ain`t sayin shit cause it rhymeI got colon cancer - I`m dyin[Proof]Yay-i-yay!Rest in peace Jam Master Jay2-Pac, and Notorious B.I.G., c`monI`m widely the best, God in the fleshBlow your heart out of your chestAnd your chest out of your vest {*gun shots*}Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as hellStudy my 12, I cut him he fellA druggie on bail, nutty as wellWith search light, bud he revealed, dead or in jailThey`re headed for hellTogether with bells and blonde guy, get your lungs hardLeave you full of holes like Spongebob {*gun shots*}We can take this from your front door to your CEO officeGot the key to your coffin (Em: So bitch keep talkin!)Leavin your office, we takin overOr get Chyna White, mixed with baking sodaYa hear me...GET CRACK![Eminem]Fuckin` crackheads!And this is just mixtape shit, you fuckin` morons!This ain`t brains over brawnThis is bullies over fuckin pussies!{*laughs*} Come on![Chorus]