D-12

D-12 - Keep Talking lyrics

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[50 Cent]

Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 cent

You're here with mah man Green Lantern

And you know how the fuck it go down

You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby!

I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...

[Gunshots x2]

[Bizarre]

Yeah...

Detroit, Motherfucka...

DJ Green Lantern (The Evil Genius)

D12, We ain't goin' nowhere...

We still smokin' crack, nigga...

(laugh) Let 'em know...

[Eminem]

Bitch, Keep Talkin'

Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because

We ain't stoppin'

We ain't got to prove shit to yall

So all yall can lick the balls and

Keep Walkin'!

Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'

Cause we ain't stoppin' cause

You ain't stoppin' us!

We ain't got to prove shit to yall

So all yall can lick the balls and

Keep Walkin'!

(Come on!)

[Kuniva]

(Yo) The Derelict's back

I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed

I even sold my therapist crack

You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts

I love pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)

And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play with me

I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering)

Kids an' all get hit, peers and all

The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)

Kuniva's a street talker

Heatsparker to beefstarter

Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')

Throw a firebomb down your chimney

While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi

Knife with the hands, never bow down to another man

I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands

Smother your clan!

Sever your hand and your legs

And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

[Swift]

I'm the only one, you bitch, that touch ya

Type of brother that'll fuck your mother

With a fishnet rubber (scream)

A belligerent and rowdy motherfucka

That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella

When it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'

I change your language with a stainless

I'm contained with an anguish to leave you famous

I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face with

Niggas don't say shit, fuck your hype man

If there's a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)

Cause I can, You get squashed like pop cans

I'll be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)

I'm about to sell your mama bud, and lace it

So when she fire it up she coughin' blood

I love to see 'em lay shit

I'm made to behave in this case

You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be replaced

[Eminem]

Bitch, Keep Talkin'

Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because

We ain't stoppin'

We ain't got to prove shit to yall

So all yall can lick the balls and

Keep Walkin'!

Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'

Cause we ain't stoppin' cause

You ain't stoppin' us!

We ain't got to prove shit to yall

So all yall can lick the balls and

Keep Walkin'!

(Bizzy, come on!)

[Bizarre]

I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule

I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)

Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll probably sue

Next week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)

The first time I had sex, a dirty mattress

No condom, my grandmother bent over backwards (Ugh!)

Bizarre been fuckin' raw all summer

Let's make a trade: My wife for your brother

Syke! I'm not bisexual

I'm an intellectual transexual with one testicle (One nut)

And I ain't saying shit 'cause it rhyme

I got colon cancer...I'm dyin

[Proof]

(Yay Yay!)

Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')

(Come on)I'm probably the best

God in the flesh

Blow your heart out of your chest

And your chest out of your vest

Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as hell

Study my 12, I cut him he fell

A druggie on bail, nutty as well

With search light, bud he revealed

Dead or in jail

They're headed for hell...

Together with bells and blonde guy

Get your lungs hard

Leave you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)

We can take this from your front door to your CEO office

Got the key to your coffin to pee on you often

Leavin' your office, we takin' over

Or get China White, mixed with baking soda

Ya hear me...GET CRACK!

[Eminem]

Fuckin' Crackheads!

And this is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons!

This ain't brains over brawn

This is bullies over fuckin' pussies!

(Laugh) Come on!

Bitch, Keep Talkin'

Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because

We ain't stoppin'

We ain't got to prove shit to yall

So all yall can lick the balls and

Keep Walkin'!

Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'

Cause we ain't stoppin' cause

You ain't stoppin' us!

We ain't got to prove shit to yall

So all yall can lick the balls and

Keep Walkin'!

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