D12 - Freestyle (Track 28) lyrics

[Verse 1: Kuniva] Yo it's Kuniva, I'll cuss hoes out like a drunk sailor And co*k the hammer back like Tim "The Tool Man" Taylor You best be on your best behavior before I slay ya And watch the video of your life with your lord savior I can go in off your mom, they get along when they see the gun And dirty dozen cross my arm and it ain't a secret get scared And be nervous, cuz I'mma be in jail in a cell with C-Murder Shady is a general, a soldier form I showed it to him He saved my life I owe it too him, so compare it to anybody I serve you on a platter your words dont even matter You all you leavin badder, I'm a hazard without bowl and loop doop I shoot thru people at super markets while they ringin up your fruit loops You challengers get pushed off banisters, I'm unavoidable like anvals Droppin on toon characters [Verse 2: Swifty] I'm the freak slasher, chop bodies up in meat packer I reach back for the necks, choppin your feet faster Than Steven King, I repeatedly beat ba*tards The pops for result of havin a meet in maggots When I see f*ggots, put three in they fleece jackets You bleed rapid, poppin all in ya lead actors Speed n acids when I mourn, didn't even ask for it Technique's hazardous, you needin Jesus of Nazereth To see what's happenin, means havin your teeth chatterin Speak battlin, heat splatter your peeps abdomin Sweet fashion, I reload and I keep blastin I breathe action, if you dont believe ask him [Verse 3: Kon Artis] I'm sick of b**hes man, I done heard enough sh** Talk alot of mouth like they wanna do it Then they pull down they pants and then I shoot fluid Then they start runnin screamin like they God called them And I called them back and then pulled a crackin in Stick my dick up in and make them rap again They wanna rap for me and tell me that they love me Kon Artis your my daddy and I dont wanna be your hubby I can't be your hub baby I ain't gettin married I'm stand f**in b**hes, it really very scary My lil cousin named Terry told me that I f**ed him too long And then I gotta get a Jerry curl to make 'em all keep drippin You n***as know I never really be trippin, my beats bang Make ears bleed thru walkmens thats why people ignore you like you ain't even talkin You chit chatter and get splattered by a disease beat addict That spit spontanious like a Prayin Mantis I cut you off Pickin that gang green your man seen how I get ignorant By losin my spleen the truth of the seen as soon as my team Get on we rule cities like 'Zila thru Hong Kong, you wanna knew You wanna know, you gotta ask my man Proof how the f** the flow goes [Verse 4: Proof] Pull it back pull it back pull it back pull it back We ain't wentin no where, we sippin champagne Shady records, ain't no body better than us Shady records, no chedder than us Shady records, ain't no body better than us Shady records, I got your ears goin like its sparkles in my rhymes Hotter than a felon in a carload full of nines Got the sparkles out to shine, get your back up And get your dollars out ya spines Because the head is ill I'm in love with Natasha Betinville Yo faster than a Porsche, make you disappear Like advertisement in the Source, so do it baby I want the sugar baby, my sift from the rabies Yo Proof D12 is on the haitus, on a scale from 1-10 I'm an 8, wait you don't know how 8 is, 8 is Jigga Thats me, 9 is Slim, 10 is Slim, now I finally give you The time I give you to Bom Artis has got promise And me and Proof and Swift and the Kon Artis And it ain't over boy, who you beef with trust me I'll tell you Puffy and you can lose big, cuz its that Face it, I'm a brick face, you get it laced wit a switch blade Yo I stab you wit a mixtape, tell ya girl ask her how my dick taste I told you once before that I'm a brick face, I'm a big and I shine plus I spit mace Make all the bad boys that's missin' listen up yo next on this transition And you know how it is and you know when its gravy next up Chigga chigga Slim Shady [Verse 5: Eminem] I done figured this rap sh** out I map sh** out strategically Timing is everything and that seems to be the key To my success, it's worked for me repeatedly Let 'em diss you first, and respond immediately In order to master the art of war, don't start a war sh** not no more, we done scared 'em off, there are no more Victims to sic, I'm fixin to pick some and start sh** Ain't got no pictures to rip and sh** to throw darts at Ain't got no more targets, sh** Irv and Jeff We done beat em to d**h, Benzino in debt There seems to just be no one left to bully Bush is p**y Why the f** you think his name's Bush? Puss is bushy Ain't sh** goin' on, sh** I been gettin' so bored lately I'm thinkin of doin' some sh** to get you to go and hate me again To tell the truth, I liked the sh** better then sh** I could spit better, I'm bout to kick this sick sh** again, look The game just ain't the same, it's changin' sh** Dre's quittin', Jay'z quittin' Now it's just wangstas just sayin' the same sh** It's fake and it's ancient It's makin me so bored, I'mma just make a new language Fubba U cubba kubba, yubba yub yubba yooba Yooba can subbabick my dubbibbabick through a tooba Summaladoomalama I'm not a human I'm a suicider supersonic suicidal unabomber You think I'm the new Osama, Press thinks I'm the new Madonna Jeffery Dahmer left me with his legacy to carry on A lotta talk and rumors honest who's the hottest, to be honest Hip hop ain't been the same since 2Pac moved to Cuba on us [Outro :] Ayo Shady records, ain't body better than us Shady records, ain't getting more cheddar than us Shady records, ain't nobody better than us Shady records, muf**a more cheddar than us