[Proof]   Yo, ay yo turn the heads and the mics up   We got the Dreadknaughts, you know what I'm sayin   Super MC, you know what I mean   Bugz, Dirty and all that, all that shit   You know what I'm sayin, Desperados with the cars, Eminem   [Eminem]   Chauvinist pig, droven this Big Lincoln   Till it went over the bridge   Jumped out and dove in the ditch   Broke in a mobile home and stole a stove and fridge   Kidnapped the parents and left the ransom note for the kids   I'm going for your mids   Here's a body blow for your ribs   While you're clutching your stomach and bleeding all over your bitch   I know where you live, your girl showed me your crib   Unless she told me a fib   Then I'm gonna have both y'all get did   Burning incense, facing a murder sentence   Under intent, for investigation for killing infants   While I sit in padded rooms doing shrooms   Having visions of dead pregnant women with brooms jammed in their wounds   Slit your carpet and rugs, and fucked your apartment up   Sticking up all the drugs, and jumping in garbage trucks   I'm from the shitty slums that look like the city dumps   Give you a kidney punch, and mug you to get me lunch   See me every summer, layin up against the dumpster   With a one hundred dollar jumper, smothered in southern comfort   Got my Slim Shady sticker on your mother's bumper   She came home screamin a bunch of motherfuckers jumped her      [Proof]   Ay yo   Pursue to list em, there's no need to diss em   They be beheavin, destroy your whole breathing system   Twist them like big caps, who wants to hear that   Rap, murder rates, and I snap vertebrates   Collapse further states, my tribe reserves the grave   Your pack deserve a crate, in fact the word is fake   I'll cook you slow like egg sufficient nuts   I'm holding vandanna like seven great-molested sluts   Calling me a bitch nigga, you need to stop   Reality, one on one how many times you got dropped   I'm cut throat when any track runs, I smack none's   It's the rough method that makes Muslims run and pack guns   I'm volcanic, the sermon preacher   Burning MC's most wanted by Herman Kefa   You tried to get a squad, they was like oh no   Leavin you brain dead, hittin trees with Sonny Bono   I kick without a dojo, D-12 slow flow   Shoot down your mother ship and pimp slap mojo   No pro wanna go knuckle blades with renegade   Nigga tried to go pop, and plus they minute made   My lieutenant spray your brigade, and trampled your flow   Big P, the reason MC's canceled their shows   The truth will hurt, see Proof will work your shame in it   The best part of your show is when you put my name in it   My squad, godly, fearin shit hardly   So I hope when I die, I dope like Chris Farley   Fuck that      [Bugz]   Who run shit, watch these drums hit   You dove head first into some old dumb shit   Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get   Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit   Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't fuck with Bugz bitch   I'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit   Them pink belly niggas is who you run with   Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick   I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit   You can make a double album, won't have one hit   Your entire outfit is on some bullshit   And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit   I admit, that my style is unfit   For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb shit   Like I commit arsony, get harm quick   You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your armpit   Now who the nitwit wanna come get with   This egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic   Don't risk it, you'll get your shit split   Now keep your distance, and keep existence   I'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit   I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence   I'm relentless to deny you're senseless   Yo bitch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went   Fuck that      [Almighty Dreadknaughts]   I killed competition, with no way out as an opposition   Execute the passengers on the flight my executive decision   Then reminisce on how shady the business   Terrorists asked by Israelis when they visit   Bombed in insentient   One word in three in the making, murdered the exhibition team finish   Beat the ref senseless   No timeout extended play papers over your intermission   And increasing the battlefield with the blood of Christians   Cryin for the messiah, but he don't listen   I pop my wing when I top the stove frame boil sizzling   I fight a maniac cook, I do damage to kitchens   Fuck Home Depot, I demolition   When I home improve, I'll be there to fix it   For my school is supervision, for down finical aid smoked up my intuition   Only hang out with rappers with explicit lyrics   And pistol grip punks with a beef, bitch do you wanna get eaten      [Almighty Dreadknaughts]   I got a mind full of troubles   Everything is in doubles   I buy my guns in couples   No time to replace fumbles   Cause MC's come and MC's go, we both flow   Injured from head to toe   No fit a model, we full throttle   You stuck in low, incapable to master flow   Everything is tactical, living mathematical   Watch master flow, unleash and let go   I shit like lava, original designer, married to marijuana since a minor   Making it a chance to see my battleship could get you wet like fibs, what   Applying death-defying feets, maintain to keep my peace   Flow like to see, when I release these beats over concrete      [Almighty Dreadknaughts]   My president transitions has taken place   As eyes spread folk ally on the M-I-CR-O   Power he's cyphin not quality, I deal it   Lays the track and made it real, I know my people feel it   Keep their head bobbin, and the emotional sobbin   Plus a cultural cipher after show, hoes be slobbin   Knobs, love the fuckin flavor of the icing   Plus I'm precision, my double edge will continue slicin