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Fuck battlin

by D-12. Buy album CD: Underground Ep (Unreleased)

[Kon Artis]
You wont last long like weed in brass bongs 
Just another fag on sum sad bitch ass songs
I shine sober cuz Bugz is a soldier 
Beat that ass like Roy Jones 
If ya _
Doin the randisco at a disco with a big hoe 
But the stupid bitch from Sisqo now she wont let my dick go 
Bugz a stupid niggas, take a shower with my pistol 
Walk up in you warm brown bag and with sum _you 
Its simple see Im from the D like Eric Hippo 
Sick son of a bitch 
Robbin a nigga in his pinto 
Got my gun on my hip 
Sum in the clip one in the chamber 
Its danger Fuckin with this super powered stranger 
Fuck a battle we brought knives, niggas and guns 
Beat your ass and run 
Tryin to catch a case for fun 
Bussin at the po-po high off weed speed and coacoa 
Pumpin Makaveli, heavy handed with my fo-fo (4-4) 

bomb like Sadan, split america in two 
The wrap all around your haed like Erika Badu 
My issues, miss use, human inatomy 
Tearin your flesh and you muscle tissues 
Knock em out _then check em in 
And stand firm hold my nuts waitin on your second wind 
The nine shot, punch you in your naval and rip your spine out 
Talkin bout you run this shit when u got no legs 
Plus you all booty like Jennifer Lopez 
D-12 in a _, work these 
Scratch the skin off your back like fur theives
Grab your throught like a nurse squeeze 
Make the earth freeze 
Stick you for a lifetime like herpes 
Challenge Evil Canivel 
_ jumpin in a Regal 
Challange _Riggs 
and being lethal 
Challengin fiends 
and stealin aluminum siding 
Challenge eminem 
smokin dope while hang gliding 
Challengin hit field hunkies 
To a square dance 
And climb Mt Everast blindfolded with my bare hands 
Aint no fair chance 
Dirty Dozen run the D 
If any one want beef 
Then Come to me 

Fuck battlin we on some gang shit 
Duck quick cuz u niggas might get hit 
United we stand, United we fall 
I swear Dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya [Reapeat x 2]

10 seconds kiss you ass good riddance 
Tell them niggas i wasnt bull shittin 
We could fight like a kung fu flick 
Choose you weapon 
Shake hands 
Knock you ass out in 10 seconds 
Bizarre needs a concellor 
I have shitted on so many M.C's 
_should be my sponser 
Have _ rob ya for your diamonds and pearls 
While im in the next room havin my way with your girl 
I swear _, any mc up in here 
My niggas pop so many guns you swear it was new years 
You gunna need a _when my friend battlin you 
Pop shit my gangs on Runyan Avenue 
You niggas aint crooks plus you all shook 
Have you mom suck my cock while i read playboy books 
I aint sayin im the illest mc 
But ask 10 outta 10 niggas and 10 gunna say me 

Fuck battlin we on some gang shit 
Duck quick cuz u niggas might get hit 
United we stand, United we fall 
I swear Dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya 

Ass gripper and shit talker 
Got a love for dynamite like Jim Walker 
Jim bean, and have your missin like Jim Hoffer 
Caughin, ill be slittin your trought for thinkin of talking 
Love beef thats why half the click _
No love for hoes but I shit i fuck em _
May as well give em the dick 
Shit on em 
And when they ask why i aint called em 
I just tell em im sick 
Same shit i tell every chicken head that i bone 
They dont beleive it but they know i got a fetish for chrome 
Pushin cats in wheel chairs down flights of stairs 
Startin fights with chairs 
(Some body died!!) 
Like we care 
Invite bitches to go hikin with me 
Up a mountain 
Throw em off 
And tell there moms she died from skinny dippin in the fountain
Mr. Porter stay live on wax 
While you throw records into crowds just to say you have a hit track 

Im the alcohlic 
Bring catastrophy to others 
Make you see murder like master p's little brother 
Flatterin punks, shattering junk 
Get your cavity _
With the force of a rim shatterin dunk 
Now u wanna be thuggish ruggish 
So im a let a slug hit 
And call you broken bone 
And if u got a crew 
Im a name em after you 
Fractured bone, neck bone and funny bone 
You cant flash when all your moneys gone 
Ill give you a 30 minute head start 
Fuck that ill even wait till its dark and hunt you down 
Swing an axe and watch how many dumb thoughts 
Leak out when your head parts 
Fuck your automobile to me its just a red car 
_now for me you ass clean outta existance 
In an instant 
Ill fire persistant 
Shots consistant 
_terrorizing your block 
See all these niggas when i step in the club 
Im bringin them 
And any niggas lookin to hard 
We Rodney King'in em 
Malice Green'in em 
And gasoline'in them with premium 
Light a cigarette flick at him 
And spit it at him 
Hold up a picture of his family 
And kick it at him 
Boxin with out gloves 
Deeper then glee clubs 
While you stand in tha back and look mean like E-Luv (??) 
Cant no other crew stand us 
Put my hands on you quicker then a nigga playin two hand touch 
Yo Kuniva in the ruggedist 
Hop in the truck and hit everybody on your block 
Jump out and cut a bitch 
Another truck i gotaa put a stain on 
In the middle of the street screamin bring the pain on 

Fuck battlin we on some gang shit 
Duck quick cuz u niggas might get hit 
United we stand, United we fall 
I swear Dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya [Repeat x 2]D12 Lyrics Index

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Album: Underground Ep (Unreleased) (2001) Lyrics
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  1. 6 Reasons
  2. Art of war
  3. Derelict theme
  4. Chance to advance
  5. Activity as phuctivity
  6. Filthy
  7. Fuck battlin
  8. Cock and squeeze
  9. Bring our boys
  10. Bad news


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