Chorus: Eminem]
How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

[Verse 1: Eminem]
So young, so full of life in vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin i went
So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde shit
When ronnie died you weres right by my side with a sholder to cry on
Tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it
You even had the same type of childhood i did
Sometimes i just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours
And mine i survived it, you ran the streets, i 9 to 5'd it
We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then i blew up
To both yours and mine surprises
Now i feel the vibe i just cant describe it
As much as your pride tries to hide it
Your cold, you touch its like ice
In your eyes is the look of resenment
I can sense it, and i dont like it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Kon Artis]

It was my dream at first to be on spittin a verse
On my own album with a deal but shit got burst
So i came out i woulda killed a nigga first
Before i let him disrespect me and check me over some worste
Some bitch that i wasnt with i would hit her then quit
But you would pull a talk with her and tell her she was the shit
I told you dont get involved in it, you was smokin the chron with her
Comin out of the bar with her stumblin half drunk
Like yall was husband and wife or somethin
But me catchin you fuckin other niggers musta hurt you pride or somethin
Cuz you wont fuck at the mouth with people like you wanted with me
When all i tried to do was show your bitch was shifty
And ever since the fans and all the shit that i produced
You actin like i aint you man and lyin like she can't be loose
But i am really you friend, i'm jus trying to tell you the truth
But dont hate the game or the player
Cuz the one that is changing is you

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Proof]

You're only at the top cuz my homie had to stop
Now we actin like i gotta live only for the block
Homies in the hood only she be on the tube
Only gossip on the porch get to speakin on who
Fools i used to rap with all expect magic
Like my finger get to snappin and *poof* it jus happen
But PROOF is jus actin out the party was stoned
Shady made it so my babys aint starvin at home
See the devil in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
Whenever real intelligence thats forever till the end
I be the hatred in your eyes and the satan in your lives
And wastin my times with these snakes in disguise
(how come) when you talk its with bitter is fight
And (how come) it's my fault for what you did with your life
And everytime i go to hear you and play you look away
We barely embrace, you can't even look me in my face.

[Chorus]

[Intro]
I don't know dude...
I think everyone's all jealous and shit
cause I'm like...
the lead singer of a band dude...
And I think everyone's
got a fuckin problem with me dude...
And they need to take it up with me
after the show...
Because...

[Chorus]
These chicks don't even know the name of my band...
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
So I get off stage right and drop the mic
Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
"What's up ladies, my name's Slim Shady"
I'm the lead singer in D12 baby
They're all like "Oh my god it's him"
"Becky oh my fuckin' god it's Eminem"
"I swear to fuckin god dude you fuckin rock"
"Please Marshall please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes
Throw their bras and their shirt
and their panties on stage
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's kinda like siblin' rivalry
Cause they're back on stage the next night with me
Dude I just think you're tryna steal the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be
This rock star shit, it's the life for me
And all the other guys just despise me B

[Chorus]
These chicks don't even know the name of my band...
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that I'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...
My band [repeated 9 times]

[Verse 2 - Swifty]
You just wanna see a nigga backwards don't you
Hey dad how come we don't rap on proto
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
You don't want my autograph, yous a liar
And no I'm Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva)
What the hell is wrong with that dressing room
Cuz my shit is lookin smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, see it's simple but
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
So I'm more intect, tryna get on the map
Doin' jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back

[Verse 3 - Kuniva and Konartis]
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the shit
Yeah I know man find himself takin on a flick
Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
([Em:] No I had an interview not you two)
You gonna be late for soundcheck
Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck
But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best
You know what man I'ma say somethin
Hey yo Em
([Em:] You got somethin to say?!)
Man no
I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up
Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up
And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be crew
When I was bout to talk right after you
I swear, I swear man

[Chorus]
These chicks don't even know the name of my band...
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

[Verse 4 - Proof]
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Once we sold out arenas to the amusement park
I'm gonna let the world know that proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the musics starts
Ready to snap on a dumbass fan
Every time i hear (Hey dude I love your band)
We ain't a band bitch we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent
And these guys they can find every area code
([Em:] Proof carry my bag)
Bitch carry your own
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
(Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!)

[Verse 5 - Bizarre]
***dammit I'm sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loop
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
Till Kon Artis slipped me some crack
Lose Yourself video I was in the back
Superman video I was in the back
Fuck the media, I got some suggestions
Fuck Marshall, ask us the questions
Like who's D12, how we get started
(What about Eminem?)
Bitch are you retarded?
Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the group
Big ass stomache, bitches think I'm cute
50 told me to do situps to get buff
I did two and a half and then I couldn't get up
Fuck D12, I'm outta this band
I'm gonna start a group with the real Roxanne

[Eminem]
Girl why cant you see your the only one for me
and it just tares my ass apart to know that you dont know my band...
[Chorus - Bizarre]
These chicks don't even know the name of my band...(ha ha)
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...(Fuck Marshall)
Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...
My Band [Repeated 9x]

[Outro]
The hottest boy band in the world...
D12!
[Eminem as a salsa singer]
I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their underpants
And the lead singer of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girl's wanna dance
My salsa, look out for my next single,
it's called My Salsa...
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girls wanna dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls wanna dance
And take off their underpants, my salsa
(Where'd everybody go?)

Chorus : Eminem]
This kinda music, use it and you get into do shit
whenever you do some shit, and you can't refuse it, just some shit
for these kids to trash thier rooms with
just refuse whenever they asked to do shit, the type pf shit
that you don't have to ask who produce it, you just know
that's the new shit, the type of shit that causes mass confusion
and drastic movement of people acting stupid

[Kon Artist]
I come to every club with the intend to do harm
with a prosthetic arm, and smelling like Boone Farm
hiding under tables as soon as i hear alarms
paranoid thief it to steal from your own mom
Kuniving Kon, artis with a bomb
strapped tomy stomach screaming.. "let's get it on"
a lust that love the drank, drunk driving a tank
rolling over a bank, caps see my and faint, it's drastic
and i'm passed my limit of coke,
i think i'll up my high by slitting your throat
pusha baby carriage into the street, till it's minced meat
your men's been beat, the minute i step foot on your street
this is fight music!

[Bizarre]
you wanna know why my hands are so numb?(no)
cuz my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't cum (oh)
smacked this whore for talking crap (bitch)
so what if she handicapped (what?) the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap
i fuckin' hate you, i take your drawers down and rape you
while Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah)
Satan got me on this song, eatin a hotdog reading the Holy Korahn
while i'm on the joan, tired of wearing this yellow thong
take back Sisqo, you know where it belongs
now heres a gun, i put in your palm (baw)
now go over there and blow off Dru Hill's arms
fuck them love songs

[chorus]

[Proof]
it's ____, who you gon bring on? , who you gon swing on?
i'm King Kong. i'll blow you to Kingdom Come
i'll show you machine gun Fuck, Sixteen M16's, one pump
snupping my paw, shove it in your jaw
have you runnin out this fuckin' club in your drawers
we lovin the brawls, it's nothin to applaud
but fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in us all
it's fight music

[Swifty]
i'm a nigga that love scuffles
and won't hesitate to sock you again with sowllen knuckles
i'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps
blow his head back high in front of the precinct (wa wa wa)
i slap your freak, bumb you and won't speak
if you step on my foot, you got drowned in your own drink
i suffocated my shrink just for talkin
came back and fucked up his pall bearers
and made them drop his coffin, it's fight music

[Kuniva]
these beez i'm swingin'em and stingin'em
see all thee niggaz when i step in the club?, i'm bringin'em
and any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King-in em
Malice Green-in em, and gasoline-in him with premium
light a cigarette and flick it at him and spit it at him
hold up a picture of his family and kicked it at him
blast while you right lookin, right where your wife's lookin
fuck fight music bitch, this is losin your life music

[Eminem]
if i could capture the rage, of today's youth and bottle it
crush the glass with my bare hands and swallow it
and spit it back in the face of you racists
and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit
you lLiberaces, Versaces and Nazi's watch me
cuz you figured you got me and this hot seat
you mothafuckers wanna judge me cuz you're not me
you'll never stop me, i'm top speed and you pop me
i came to save these new generations of babies
from parents who failed to raise them cuz they lazy
so grow to praise me , i'm makin em go crazy
that's how i got the whole nation to embrace me
and you fugazy if you think i'm a admit wrong
i'll cripple any hypocritic critic i'm sicked on
and thi song is for any kid who get's picked on
a sick song to retaliate to and it's called

[chorus] IT'S FIGHT MUSIC!!

I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
I been to mushroom mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills

Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of valium inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeve
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by 6 people
And 5 I hit
Ah shit
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a bitch
And stomped the foster kids
These shrooms make me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losing weight
Till I see dumb shit start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house with a half an ounce
Not weed I meant coke dumb ass sit down
We don't bullshit, better ask around
D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town
Bizarre, your mom is passing out
Get her ass on the couch 'fore she crashes out

Fuck that, someone help Denaun
He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn
Hey Von
You see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be acid cuz the X is gone
Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian
And I think my arm is gone
It's probably numb ...:::d12nation.com lyrics:::...
Dumb, dumb, and full of cumm
And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on
So stop acting stupid
You so high
That you might wake up with a guy
On some new shit
I think I did too much
This substance equals cuffs
Red pills, blue pills, and green
Big pills (That's ill)
Mescaline

I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
I been to mushroom mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills

Dirty Dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
Some-, something, something, something
Something, something, something, something

Pop pills
Pills I pop
Pop two pills
On stilts I walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was Incredible I killed the Hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and gray
Look for coke to smoke
I overdose .::::d12nation.com lyrics:::....
When I pack up my nose with coke
*cough cough cough*
I must have broke the choke
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by whore lady
Now I gotta straight born *infant*
(You're crazy!)

I pop four E's at one time
And I don't need water when I'm swallowing mine
(You got any shroom?)
Does Bizarre smoke crack?
I can't get jobs
Cuz our arms show tracks
Why the hell you niggas think I rap?
I do it just to get your company hijacked
If you like smack
Then I might too
(Swift, chill)
I just wanna get high like you
And I don't give a damn if they white or blue
Speed, shrooms, down the valiums
Even smoke weed outta vacuums
I just got some and I'm going back soon

I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
I been to mushroom mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills

I'm at rave
Looking like a slave
High off chronic
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Pussy poppin', acid choppin', dope heavy guy
Heroine mescaline pimp
So ladies wanna try
Blue pills, golden seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yeah, right)
Bitch I'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty slut
You know you want it in your butt
I'll put it in your cunt Let Bizarre nutt

I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
I been to mushroom mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills

Refrain:
I'll shit on you
Da da da da
I'll shit on you
Da da da da
I'll shit on you
Da da da da
I'll shit on you
Da da da da
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I'll shit on you
Girl you know its true
I'll shit on you
Bitch woman you through
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you

I remain fatter they let me
Tapin bombs on the back of record companies
Blowin buses up if they aint want me
The national guard
They scared to hunt me
I love bitch
I got you hoes duckin me
Drug thief
Bitch i take your marijuana
These slugs they keep your ass away from my karma
I drown niggas
In hundred degree sallas
You can act the fool if you wanna
Byyyyyyyaaatch
Lyrical pyrahna
Strapped with a granade in a pool with your momma
Attck her by her legs than i pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin up like a condem
Snap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see em
You hoes up in the fuckin moselium
Or hittin in the truck of a black and gold beam
Pull you in a garage while you screamin
Put my moter on then im leavin
Shit on you

Refrain:
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I dont care who you are
I dont give a fuck about you or your car
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewlery
And fuck your watch
I'll shit on you
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family yaht
Shhhhhh

Im an alcoholic
With the fuckin tolic
Pass the hot dog
(Bizarre aren't you his izlamic?)
Bitch shut your fuckin mouth
Ima keep eatin same as my mom
When she came to my house
With a chainsaw to cut me out
Mad at your wife for havinsex cause i let her
Too busy fuckin
Your baby sitter
And all woman aint shit
Only good for cookin and cleanin and suckin dick
And thats it
Responsible for killing john candy
Got jon-benay ramsey in the trunk of my 98 camry
I dont give a fuck who you are
I'll shit on anybody
Truly yours
The idiotic bizarre

My adolecint years wern't shit compared to what i do now
I never grew up
I was born grown and grew down
The older i get
The dumber the shit
I get in
The more ignorant the incident is
I fit it
Ignoring this shit
How boring it gets
When its slow in the kick
Im known to quit blowin a fit
Nope
I know im a bit flakey
But they aint make me
Said and raped me
Vacate
Your legs i brake and make achey
This tape i hate makes me so angry
I'll shit on you
I'll spit on you
Start pissing
And do the oppisite on you
You wanna distance
I said i'll cop the shot on you
Start spillig my guts like chicken cordon blue
Like notorious big
Did to that bitch on the skit his last album
Pull my pants down and

Refrain:
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I dont care who you are
I'll shit on you
I dont give a fuck about you or your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewlery
And fuck your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family
I'll shit on you

Is richard pryor still alive?
If not im sicker than he was
Pryor to him dying
Born brainless
This still aint stainless
Your blood stains are all over this steal god dammit
Bitch dammit
These niggas couldnt hang you up
By your ankles damn you
I dont need your help
If you dont give me the pussy
Im using my belt
A bunch of gangy knots
Your moms kinda got
Your sisters
To shit a stool
Your aint will supply a box
Bust fifty cross your neck
Bloss your teck
I'll beat you with that
Across your chest

Its only right that i jack the car keys and run
Spend all of my advancement on weed and guns
For fun
When im drunk
I run a truck
Through a weed house
Jump out and beat your peeps down
Worse than steve house
Put you in choke holds i learned
From the police
When i was caught stealin weed from his jeep
I see hoes bitin
Yall dont wanna ball
Thats like debo fightin
Pebo brightin

Refrain:
I'll shit on you

Thats what the fuck im screamin yellin about
I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin skeleton out
Niggas get hit with a teo peice
Bling bling
With a poison sting
Im such a violent thing

Refrain:
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I dont care who you are
I'll shit on you
I dont give a fuck about you or your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewlery
And fuck your bitch
I'll shit on you
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family
Iiiiii
I'll shit on you

Once i get on two
Hits of ex
My disk slips and disconnects
Till i walk around this bitch with a twisted neck
But still shit on the first bitch that disrespects
I'll shit on you
Overreaction is my only reaction
Which only sets off a chain reaction
And puts five more zaniacs
And maniacs in action
A rat pack in black jackets
Who pack zit
Nine milimiters
Five criminals
Pullin heaters and spillin blood
Like swimmin pools
Sheisty individuals shoot at fools
Bitches too
Alot of people say misoginistic
Which is true
I dont deny it
Matter of fact
I stand by it
So please stand by
Bizarre starin a damn riot
If you dont wanna get stampeded
Than stand quiet
Boy girl dog man woman child

I'll shit on you
Da da da da

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