Face to face you got no heart
When I blow sparks you lean on me like Joe Clark
My mind is so dark
It's superficial
Nuclear Missile
Hit your body and your bones and not loose the grissle
Proof's official, D12 trademark
A man with no-S-big braveheart
Y'all ain't even listen
No-S-big backwards is Gibson
Mel Gibson bravehearted
Now on to my mission
And since there aint no failure
I promised God to commit homicide to niggaz wantin a free ride
Like the Amistad
I'm alive
And just starting Anger Management Tour like bionic live
Part of ya mind
Dyin' to ride
Like Bonnie and Clyde
Influenced the greatest
Like Ronnie and Todd
It ain't no problem too hard
My solo like Dolo
Been gettin' it
Like I ain't been shittin' it!
CHORUS
(Chopped)
In high school of course I was the best in the lunchroom
Don't make me get up out my seat bitch
And punch you
I freestyle for fun but write for wealth
I'm so dope nigga even bite myself
I rap and will rappify you
Blasting iron at a baptist choir
and then at the black Messiah
We gat for hire
To let the techs growl
Put something in your body worse than the West Nile
I was born out of test tube glass
I suggest you blast nigga
Or catch some flesh wound fast
I ain't met a man that could wrestle gats
I'm right behind the top rappers like a neptune track
Ya L.P.?
I slept through that
Now guess who back
Unless you strapped with a vest and two gats
I suggest you pack
I'll spread you flat then rescue rap
Hit your body so much that your flesh won't match
Mothafucker!
CHORUS
Fuck Osama for bombing in the racing buildings
I'll bust him and hide him like Jason Williams
(I heard Bizzare and D12 be raping children!)
Cut the hype dyke, I'm trying to make a million
Take this pill then call me when you sober up
Turn the dyke from glad to ?? make them hold my nuts
Seldomly seen, Elvis the King
But it's Em thats got these kids nailed to the screen
I held the team, I-F
I got something on my chest thats hard to digest
I hear the streets talk and sing
Offering
I'm checking my weapon
They mad cause I'm flossing bling
I lost my steam but a demon in human flesh hyped me up
Now my team is tightly cut
So sugar sugar, salt salt
If you didn't get off it's not my fault
The dog is back in y'all niggaz!
CHORUS
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