[Intro]
D12 nigga! What! (Swifty McVay)
We in the booth again! (Kuniva to the front)
Bizarre, Slim Shady
Fucking with Detroit shit (Kon Artis)
Hah, realest spitters nigga
I.F. Records (Salam Wreck)
Yeah, Murder Mitten (Salam Wreck nigga)
Big Proof (C'mon)
Y'know what I mean, yeah
Tell y'all niggas, don't fuck with us
Detroit to Flint nigga
Shit's real
[Bridge]
Gun shots made
No more patience, we in the streets waiting
I'ma lay you down, say hi to Satan
Gun shots made
No more patience, we in the streets waiting
I'ma lay you down, say hi to Satan
Gun shots made
No more patience, we in the streets waiting
Say hi to Satan
[Verse 1]
Nigga so cold turn Alaska to Hell
Drag me to jail, put my ass in a cell
A story so gory of battle glory
I'll be thе last one to tell, Salam pass me thе L
Next to the weed I'm the best thing smoking
Fuck around with Proof, I'll leave your chest clean open (Pop!)
You see a few dots then two shots
Hah, look at him dying there, I guess he knew not
To fuck with the terrible terrorist that terrorises
The mic, I spit poison, now sterilise this
Verbal virus, spit nothing but purple fires
Employed to destroy, until the work retires
You married the problem, like your in-laws
"I killed a lot of emcees, Proof though? Not him dawg"
Pinball of rap, just balls and buttons to slap
If your chick hit P then I'm punching that bitch back (Bitch)
You wanna scrap or cypher
I'm looking to sacrifice your life and dumping you in the back of a Chrysler
Act like you nicer so I can edit your script
Shredded to bits and then beheading your bitch
You niggas thinking you raw
Here's a question, who'll hit the ground the fastest, your drink or your jaw
D12 is here and spit fear
And just call me the best until his ass get here nigga, (C'mon niggas)
[Bridge]
You know I take your life (What)
Yo I take your life (Hah)
Iron Fist we gon' take your life
For fucking with (Hah)
Cyzer takes life nigga
We'll take your life
D12, you know we'll take your life
When you fucking with a
Hah, D12, I.F. Records takes lives
We gon' take your life
Salam Wreck c'mon
[Verse 2]
Ayo, so say your rhymes 'cause you not winning
I'm like Spree wheel rims, with loot I don't stop spinning
Hop in it and shut your mouth
Don't make me turn Taylor and cuss you out
If the mic was a fed I'd be considered a snitch
'Cause I'ma fess up 'til I'm messed up or 'til I'm dead in a ditch
You got lead in your pipes, I got lead on the hip
Call Proof Jesus, turn bread into chips
Get head in a whip and I'm telling your bitch
That when I come bitch don't be scared of the spit (C'mon)
This ain't a fucking battle you getting fed to a pit
Y'all sleeping on the dope like you in bed with a brick (Wake up)
On the edge of a cliff but I won't fall off
Any beef in the street? Shit you should call it off
'Cause your peeps in the streets, shit they all soft
I'ma 12 gauge spitter but I'm quick to saw it off
And all y'all know that P gon' win
Like I said if I ain't the best, that nigga be my twin, don't fuck with us
[Bridge]
We gon' take your life (Hah)
We'll take your life (C'mon, fuck that)
I should stop there but it's too easy to flow
Me take an L- (Hol' on)
We gon' take your life
Take your life (Fuck that, fuck that!)
[Verse 3]
I should stop there but it's too easy to flow
Me take an L to you? Let's be reasonable
That style that you busting was a season ago
You can't fuck with me dudey, and he's in the know
'Cause this ice right there that's the reason it snow
Look here's the dough, get your keys and your coat
Let's go, fuck it
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