D12
D12 - Westwood Freestyle lyrics
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[Kuniva] Yo its Kuniva, I'll cuss hoes out like a drunk sailor And cock the hammer back like tim the two man tailor You best be on your best behavior before I slay ya And watch the video of your life with your lord savior I can go in off your mom, they get along when they see the gun And dirty dozen cross my arm and it aint a secret get scared And be nervous, cuz I'ma be in jail in a cell with C murder Shady is a general, a soldier form I showed it to him He saved my life I owe it too him, so compare it to anybody I serve you on a platter your words dont even matter You all you leavin badder, I'm a hazard without bowl and loop doop I shoot thru people at super markets while they ringin up your fruit loops You challengers get pushed off banisters, I'm unavoidable like anvals Droppin on toon characters [Swifty] I'm the freak slasher, chop bodies up in meat packer I reach back for the necks, choppin your feet faster Than Steven King, I repeatedly beat bastards The pops for result of havin a meet in maggots When I see faggots, put three in they fleece jackets You bleed rapid, poppin all in ya lead actors Speed n acids when I mourn, didnt even ask for it Technique's hazardous, you needin Jesus of Nazereth To see what's happenin, means havin your teeth chatterin Speak battlin, heat splatter your peeps abdomin Sweet fashion, I reload and I keep blastin I breathe action, if you dont believe ask him [Kon Artis] I'm sick of bitches man, I done heard enough shit Talk alot of mouth like they wanna do it Then they pull down they pants and then I shoot fluid Then they start runnin screamin like they God called them And I called them back and then pulled a crackin in Stick my dick up in and make them rap again They wanna rap for me and tell me that they love me Kon Artis your my daddy and I dont wanna be your hubby I cant be your hub baby I aint gettin married I'm stand fuckin bitches, it really very scary My lil cousin named Terry told me that I fucked him too long And then I gotta get a Jerry curl to make 'em all keep drippin You *****z know I never really be trippin, my beats bang Make ears bleed thru walkmens thats why people ignore you like you aint even talkin You chit chatter and get splattered by a disease beat addict That spit spontanious like a Prayin Mantis I cut you off Pickin that gang green your man seen how I get ignorant By losin my spleen the truth of the seen as soon as my team Get on we rule cities like zila thru Hong Kong, you wanna knew You wanna know, you gotta ask my man Proof how the fuck the flow goes [Proof] Pull it back pull it back pull it back pull it back we aint wentin no where, we sippin shampane Shady records, aint no body better than us Shady records, no chedder than us Shady records, aint no body better than us Shady records, I got your ears goin like its ???(that is hard to tell) Hotter than a fellon in a carload full of nines Got the sparkles out to shine, get your back up And get your dollars out ya spines Because the head is ill I'm in love with Natasha Betinville Yo faster than a Porsche, make you disappear Like advertisement in the Source, so do it baby I want the sugar baby, my sift from the rabies Yo Proof D12 is on the haitus, on a scale from 1-10 I'm an 8, wait you dont know how 8 is, 8 is jigga Thats me, 9 is Slim, 10 is Slim, now I finally give you The time I give you to Bom Artis has got promise And me and proof and swift and the Kon Artis And it aint over boy, who you beef with trust me I'll tell you Puffy and you can lose big, cuz its that Face it, I'm a brick face, you get it laced wit a switch blade Yo I stab you wit a mixtape, tell ya girl ask her how my dick taste I told you once before that I'm a brick face, I'm a big and I shine plus I spit mace Make all the bad boys thats missin listen up yo next on this transition And you know how it is and you know when its gravy next up Chigga chigga Slim Shady [Eminem] I don't figure this rap shit out, I map shit out strategically Timing is everything and that seems to be the key To my success I've murked from me repeatably (we beat emcees) Timing is everything and seem to be the key Let them diss your first then respond immediatley In order to master the art of war, don't start a war Shit not no more we dun scared em off there are no more Victims this sick, I'm fixin' to pick some to start shit Ain't got no pictures to rip and shit to throw darts at Ain't go no more targets, Shit irv and jeff we beat'em to death, benzino in debt It seems to just be no one left to bully Bush is pussy, why the fuck you think his name is bush? Puss is bushy Ain't shit goin on. Shit I been gettin' so bored latley, I'm thinking of doing some shit to get you to go hate me, again To tell the truth I like the shit better then Shit I could spit better, about to kick that sick shit again Look, the game just ain't the same, it changin Shit Dre's quittin', Jay's quittin', now it just wankstas Just sayin' the same shit, its fake and its ancient It's making me so bored I'm gonna just make a new language Fubba you cova cubba, ubba you ubba ooba Youba can subbabick my dadibbabick through a tuba sum other luma lama I'm not a human, I'ma a suicidal supersonic suicidal uni-bomber you think im the new Osama Press thinks I'm the new madonna Jeffery Dahmer left me with his legacy to carry on Alot of talk and rumors on us, who's the hottest to be honest Hip-hop ain't been the same since Tupac moved to Cuba on us