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[Eminem-intro] Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha´Fucka´s think they know us) G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie! Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath! Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo! Mutha´fucka!, Benzino!, They don´t know we finna´ blow! Someone betta´ tell them so. . . [Swifty McVay] You don´t me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain´t family? I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that´s behind me Witness the most potest´ furocious *****s that rhyme These bitches turn they back on you, actin´ like they ain´t did shit When you rappin´ never mix bussiness up with your friendship If you lackin´ up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo´? *****s´s don´t love you, you got habits of breaking street codes Far as static, I automaticly get medieval When i´m after people, then i´ll explode you bitches with C-4 These hoe´s, have no insurance, bodies get repo´ Making you vanish even when we ain´t got our heat close Keepin´ .44´s where you´re hoes are swallowing deep throat If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close *****´s pupils that´s what I do, i´m foolish will shoot you Cuz´ i´m coo-coo, But I don´t think *****s can take in heat tho´ [Chorus x2] [Kon Artis] See i´m a man, and a man gon´ do what he gotta do And he ain´t really family if he ain´t loyal to you If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you [Bizarre] I don´t give a fuck, i´m quick to blaze chronic Smoke on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonic Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to ´Nuns and Wifes Now who the fuck want to fight? Ain´t nobody fucking with me, Ain´t nobody fucking with the D´ They get beat like a M-P You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs You heard about Proof wil´ing in the clubs You heard about that nine that Eminem packs You diss us, you get you´re fucking face cracked I´m from 7 Mile and stout, I´ll shoot up you´re house Next day, i´ll pee in you´re mouth. . [Obie Trice] Aiyyo, loyalty´s first, all the bullshit second I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it Most of these *****s neglect it Even though it´s a known method >From the hectic hood that you slept in You wanna´ be an exeption That´s when the weapon is leaving you´re half stepping With that ´caine in you´re left hand Obie from a section that´ll stain up you´re flesh and Have you on bare breast Questionin´ you´re affection for streets D-Twizzie no question One of the best groups that done it And Obie is their reflection Lil´ homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin´ D-Twizzie fo´ life, Obie Trice is second. . [Chorus x2] [Proof] Which one of you *****s wanna´ be ?boltion? bump heads When I got a passion for clappin´. . .with one hand Talent´s on my roster this mobster´s in dump land Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds Never leave the crib without packing my black burner On some T. Ali rapper to merk a have murda Incorporated, Hitman Herry is at you´re service Reach for me one more gain´ and thats closed For life as D12, no ice and spreewells Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will Knowing I can be killed Leaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shoot And a liecense to ill We lost Bugz and i´ll be damed if we loose another man from our clan Without forcing our hand Estorting you´re family, i´ll torture you´re granny For my *****´s, i´m on you´re motherfucking porch with a ´Cammy [Chorus x2] [Kuniva Kon Artis] Yo its funny how *****s get caught along (and get bombed on) Knocking teeth in back of you´re throat (and break you´re jaw bone) (I´m on ignorant shit) these *****s is bitch Pass me a cigarrete quick (shit is finna´ get thick) Yo´ man i´ll get split (by a brutal and critical hit) With identical dent (or bullets with identical prints) I´m wishing you if (you come you´re Lutenints a snitch) You teminant fick (and we know you ain´t finna´ do shit) I´ll stick with my clique (The Kon Artis Bomb Artist) Kuniva The Rida´ (Shooting through you´re fucking Long John garmets) Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street) Unbelivable heat, we´ll even lay you out infront of the chief of police Muthafucka´ [Chorus x2] [Kon Artis-outro] Yeah! D-Twizzie D12, Dirty Dozen Nothing but family up in this muthafucka´ Loyal to everything that we do You ain´t neva´ gonna´ catch none of us slippin by ourself ´Cuz we always together You know what i´m sayin . . Y´all *****s don´t know what family means Bugz watching over our ass Thats why we still alive know Knocking yall *****s outta the clubs and shit Haha! Runyan Av. Baby! Shady Records! Where yo´ mamma at *****?

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