D12

D12 - Keep talkin' lyrics

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[Intro- Bizarre]
Yea 
Detroit mother fucker 
DJ Green Lantern (the evil genious) 
D12 
We aint goin no where 
We still smokin crack nigga 
Haha 
Let um know 
HA-HA 

[Chorus - Eminem]
Bitch keep talkin 
Keep on popin off with them jaws because, we aint stoppin 
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin 
Keep on poppin that shit you poppin 
Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us 
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin 
COME ON 

[Verse 1 - Kuniva]
Yo the derelict is back 
Im blazin niggas while they up in the Sheraton last 
I even sold my therapist crack 
You niggas is bitch straight up im bearin the facts 
I love pussy wit all my heart but i married the gats 
And nigga im top pedigree so dont play wit me 
Ill 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 
Packin guns when im sleep walkin 
(Bitch keep talkin) 
Throwin fire bombs down your chimney 
While you eatin at wendys 
Im in your bushes cockin the semi 
Nice wit 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 hands and your legs 
Mail your brother your heart and send your mother ya head 

[Verse 2 - Swifty]
Im 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 aint no explainin 
Ill change your language wit a stainless 
Im contained wit a anguish to leave your famous 
Im a deranged pit yall lift an AK to pinch ya face wit 
Niggas dont say shit fuck your hype man if its a bystander standin by im firein at ya, cause i can 
You get squashed like pop cans 
I be shootin 7up in your mouth man 
Im about to sell your mama bud, and lace it 
So when she fire it up she coughin blood 
I love to see um wasted 
Im made to behave in this case 
You try to be brave in this rage and your legs will be replaced 

[Chorus - Eminem]
Bitch keep talkin 
Keep on popin off with them jaws because 
We aint stoppin 
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin 
Keep on poppin that shit you poppin 
Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us 
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin 
COME ON 

[Verse 3 - Bizarre]
I aint her to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule 
Im here to talk about lil Ray Ray and whatever do 
Sike i aint gonna mention it 
He probally sue 
Next week this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive) 
The first time i had sex.. a derty mattress 
No condom.. my grandmother.. bent over backwards 
Bizarre been fuckin raw all summer 
Lets make a trade, my wife for your brother 
Sike, im not bisexual 
Im an intelectual, transexual, one testicle (one nut) 
And i aint sayin shit cause it rhyme 
I got colon cancer, im diein 

[Verse 4 - Proof]
YE-YE 
Rest in peace Jam Master Jay 
Tupac 
And Notorious BIG 
Im probally the best 
Guy in the flesh 
Blow ya heart out ya chest 
And ya chest out ya vest 
Leave ya 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 headin for hell 
The ghetto rebels the wrong guy 
Now get ya 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 bakin soda
Ya hear me

[Outro - Eminem]
Fuckin crack heads 
And this is just mix tape shit you fuckin morons 
This aint brains over braun 
This is bullys over fuckin pussies 
Haha come on bitch 

[Chorus - Eminem]

Bitch keep talkin 
Keep on popin off with them jaws because 
We aint stoppin 
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin 
Keep on poppin that shit you poppin 
Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us 
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin
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Copyrights:

Author: Gasner Allen Hughes, Matthew Moore (2), Tonyatta Martinez, DeShaun Holton, Marshall Mathers, Ondre Moore, Rufus Johnson, Von Carlisle

Composer: ?

Publisher: Shady Records, Interscope Records

Details:

Released in: 2004

Language: English

Appearing on: D12 World (2004)

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