[bugz]   Gimme some hash   And when I trip nigga gimme ya mask   Then after that lend me your mack and gimme your cash   That precious thing you call a life ill put an end to fast   Get in your ass if you want have to leave and eagle mack (? ? )   You want a see-through class   Dont take much to read you class   Bitch   You broke as fuck and on the bus 'cause your regal smashed   This shit is lethal _   Battle me I keep you mad   Put you in a sleeper ,drag your ass to the reaper's pad   Either _   Or feel the wrath of my heater that   Lyric punches makin meters blast on your speaker rack   Crib, club or anywhere where theres people at   They love my tape they couldnt care where they leaves yours at   Your girl's a rat   Tell that ho I'm not gonna beep her back   Dont need her black   Got too many other needer-rats   Who heater fat (? ? )   I bet your gal ain't fuckin with my gat   Im holdin lyrics sendin vocals at you locals cat   Gone black   Your more whack   Than a gold sack   You shown dat   When you flowed   That's a known fact   Clone rap   Suck a mc broad   Need to pick another field, go out and find you a job   Or either go out and rob   Because   Rappin' ain't to function   You out of place,   Like a 2 of heart and 2 of diamond in a game of spades   While my innovative ways   Set your lyrics to a blaze   Put a grimace on ur grave   Im in the guiness on a page   Of history   Puttin sucka niggaz out they misery   Its not a mystery   My victories are bodacious   It wouldn't matter if the judge is racist   And I was battling your aces in your bitches bassment   Im un-fuckwitible   Thats literal   Face it, the general   With senses of a senitle   Holdin on my genitals   Right before I send tha fo's (fools)   Down the earth like minerals   Even after centerfolds   In videos, my ego goes   In cagnito hoes   From mosquito rolls   Mean and biter   I hope you niggaz catch a case of arthrita   You ain't no writer   It still don't even have a spider   Idea when you need me , we gonna worst turn into fighters   Yea yea bitch   Ya muthaphukkin biter      Cock and, squeeze, bust   Dirty dozen don't fuck wit us      Detroit niggaz roll deep   Hold heat and talk slick   Yea yea bitch   Stay off my dick      [kon artis]   I should tie you up and keep cuttin u wit a knife   And sit you in the alcohol bath for the night   And watch you strugglin strainin squeal for your life   Dump a radio bumpin your demo when your bad for da life   Thats what I take from you   Meet u in fake humble   Attack your foundation until it crumble   Its me and my dog be on stumble (? ? )   Go _but stayin in tha right mind   Just to blaze a track   To _or fake individuals that rap   Screamin up your bootleg like they scared and shit   Knowin that tha kon artis come prepared with clips   Fuller then male scriptures   You watch u take pictures   Notes and write down quotes and how I rap and get witcha   Told u niggaz before we got much to gain   Nothin to lose, curuptin the lives of all rules   Tie em' up and put him in situations to hurt him   Tie him up to trees and shoot poisonous darts at him   With venom in it to murder him   Servin' him right   D.p. kon artis, swervin tonite   We rock from state to state   And city to city   You make a siss like a faggot tryin on silicon tities   And nobody wanna size d bra   _die wit side shit give it to y'all glit caught raw (? ? )   Raw raw raw raw raw      Cock and, squeeze, bust   Dirty dozen don't fuck wit us      Detroit niggaz roll deep   Hold heat and talk slick   Yea yea bitch   Stay off my dick      [proof]   I turn a hard nigga yellow   And make his ass faster than a cheetah   Don't blaze no blunts   But I blaze them thangs   Amaze ya gang   Wit bullets I rattle your frame   Whos that_   Stay suburban tusslin'   Playin dat 3 digits   Before cusslin (? ? )   Bustin twin glocks   On your block   Yellin my name loud puttin rhymes inside your mailbox   Infared dots   Blahw   Caught your dreadlocks   Waitin for tha cops   And tell him that ur ass had beef wit biggie and 2pac   Hot lead to flesh   Shot, bled to death   Like red and meth   You need to hoop up   Soup up   For battlin war   That on the more   I spattle ur horse   Got battle dates on your tour   Show up on you   Battle on ur encore   _ wit dis shit   On ur mic grip, you might slip   Hang it up   Hit like sonny _   Peace to _   Rock til the early morn'   This shit is on   I got da problem fiend fiend problems   My crew mugshot d12 uglier than the green goblin   I bring fear too   Horror, near u   A fact why nobody wanna hear u   Your whack bitch!   What the fuck you thought would happen?    When bullets start collapsin your frame   Maintain or bring pain   Freestyle fanatic named pete   Fresh off the paper this one turn ur autovapor meat   Mc the extrordinair   Steppin on ur bunyan   Screamin 7 mile bitch eastside come from runyan   Hold down your fort   Snort like cocaine   Richard pryor   I clap more clips than a liver squire (? ? )      Yea yea bitch what the fuck you thought   Y'all niggaz get caught like saught I'm incredible like the hulk   Why settle for _nigga   P-r the letter "o"   My sex is hetero   Cash checks like federal   Yo hedero bitch!