D12 - 14 Emcees lyrics

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[Intro: DJ Young Mase]

I go by the name of DJ Young Mase

D-12 Representor

Good 2 be back, but this time

I brought 14 friends

Matter fact, 14 Emcees!

[Fat Father (DJ Young Mase):]

Well whaddaya know?

Fat Father dunn showed up

Break out the blunts

And a couple boxes of doughnuts

No time for stunts, I'm one militant grownup

Crunk, willing to hold up chumps

To get exposed. Fat Michigan soldier

Cats hit you in the?

Trapped in this ridiculous culture: fuck Oprah!

No hope, my brain is broke, I'm bipolar

You microwave shit? I pop trunks with the toaster (3Six)

[3Six:]

Beef? Guarantee the whole crew will ride

And we make the homicide look like suicide

So nigga, you decide!

Either you run with the squad

Or you can keep playing God and get crucified

Use the 9, I don't ride when it's Valentine

Send you to the angels like you been traded to Anaheim

Bring the caskets out whenever I'm spazzing out

Fire in the woods somewhere, like? house

Bodybag em, toe-tag em

Lyrically, I beat these beats up like a Magnum

You getting fucked tonight, you better grab something

Fuck boy, I can hire you to go bag something

My money long, I don't even need a bank account

Big bank take little bank, what your bank about?

Mine read whole numbers plus six zeroes

I be turning 16s into?

(Kid Vishis)

[Kid Vishis:]

Kid Vishis the Prince

Sickest in Michigan since

[Outro: DJ Young Mase]

Damn! There you have it 14 Emcees

D12, Young Mase!

You know what time it is, Pay Attention!

We Back muthafuckers!

Shady Records!