D12

D12 - Filthy lyrics

Fuck fat ass nasty dirty niggas

FILTH, Shit, Fuckin filth yeea

Lalalalalala

(Proof)

Ayo my style bust holes in the earth

Crush the crust by the dirtiest

Be the specializing in stoppin breathin

My legion a bleed man whether you belive in

Heaven and Hell

Make your grill swell it aint hard to tell

I work spells or wicked like ___

Put __ head first, the round bursts another victim

(Bizarre)

Nah man the boy pick em, stick em

(Eminem)

Hands on the half shit, I'm fillin my glands full of acid

Two hands full of ass dancing with Angela Bassett

Make plans for the casket

Your head lands in a basket

A dead mans in a plastic

I got red hands and a mass of fits

(Bizarre) Yeaah Em

Fuckin rap pervert, I serve dirt

My sick thoughts get all mixed up like rainbow sherbert

Get every nerve hurt, spot a mic and walk toward it

My whole click will beat your fuckin ass and camcord it

(Bizarre)

Somebody hide my too many hoes on my dick

Smoked all your hay who wants to start the crucial conflict

Im the big daddy smokin blunts in cali

End up doing a drive by at the stay in school rally

Stop Stop knockin cuz aint nobody there

Hoes with AIDS I still fuck bare

Cuz I, I just dont care

Ill enuff to fuck up all your dental care

When Bizarre Kid comes through you better yell may day

Or you was havin good times like Dynamite Kujo _____

(Kon Artis)

Yeah Yeah Bitch I get helmet from stank crack heads

And read my kids horror stories when I lay em to bed

Ridin bikes butt naked

Gettin freshed by police men

Fuck christmas this is take a gift season

Beatin kids up for no reason

Take lunch boxes and all

Get em high off mushrooms

And play a friendly game of dodgeball

BIIITCH!

Ayo

Battlin the dirty dozen that dont pay

You god dam right punk stay outta my way

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