PROMATIC

PROMATIC - Serious lyrics

rate me

(feat. Eminem, Swifty McVay)

[Intro]

Here it is, there it is ladies and gentlemen

We got one more act

[Bakarat]

Yeah, y'all gone like this one

[Jus]

Tell em about it, Backarat

This yo man J-U-S and this track called "Serious"

Promatic featuring Eminem and Swift

[Eminem]

What's up with everybody beefin'

Everybody seem like they wanna beef

You know what I’m saying?

Everybody beefin' with everybody

This shit is crazy

[Verse 1: Dogmatic]

This is a bomb scare, fires on your hair

Terrorists live here, but I don't care

I'm making pot holes when I stomp, so don't stare

I stop to stomp competiton, with both fair

How dare, little soldier at ease

We shake down these streets, like Parkinson's Disease

We parking the road trees, plus load the weapons

Everything to six shooters, to high tech ones

If a green beans things, to my suggestion

Burn a big whole in your belly, like indigestion

With one question, who the fuck is Dogmatic

An underground nigga but this nigga's above average

It's serious! who can understand what I'm saying?

Yo Slim, tell them niggaz (Eminem: We ain’t playing!)

It's like you open a can of worms or smoked yams

I got bloody hands and burners that make you dance!

[Chorus: Eminem]

This shit is serious! Do you really want beef

Do you really wanna end up, missing yo front teeth

And see yo family, getting smoked like a blunt leaf

And wrapped up in a zip-lock bag, like lunch meat

This shit is serious! Do you really want beef

Do you really wanna end up, missing yo front teeth

And see yo family, getting smoked like a blunt leaf

And wrapped up in a zip-lock bag, like lunch meat

This shit is serious!

[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]

I'm the only one yo bitch to touch a

Type a brother that'll, fuck yo mother, wit a fishnet rubber

I'ma misfit slash, nitwit

I love to put up biscuts, straight to a niggaz lips, it'll fit

A biligerent and rowdy fellow

I'll dump yo body, and still fly away to Maui, on a teller

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

I'll change ya lauguage, wit a stainless

I'll contain, wit a name which to make you famous

I'ma deranged pit, I'll bang you till ya back touch ya anus

Don't ever take me to court, I'll whack the plantiff

Then beat the fuck out the baliff

A heniuos, miscellaneous, nigga never miss, when the AK lift

I paint ya face wit, any weapon, just like "The Matrix"

They ain't steppin', don't even say shit

You heard about the bodies in my basement, you joinin' them, face it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Proof]

Laugh indictive, like Kim lipstick, and get a nose bleed

My blow speed, is like my hands working ten stick shifts

Captain ask, to stick my finger in the [???]

And snatching the driver out the black Benz

Smashing his contact lens, my life start when his contract ends

"Go kiss-and-tell, and contact Kim!"

Let's be factually, actually, y'all ain't after me

Got [???] wit +Regis+, y'all beef is without the +Kathy Lee+

Told y'all my battlery, and go to war happily

How you gon' call my bluff, when you scared to send a fax to me

My factulty guns drawn, one wrong move dudey

And it's too heads on ya body, into a gangster movie

For lot being real, scared to pop wit the steel

It got skeletons in my house, every closet is filled

Now how does it feel, with this Baretta to ya dome

And to know that ya mom's know, that you was never coming home

[Chorus: w/ Ab-libs]

[Outro: Eminem]

You know what I'm sayin'

You want beef, we taking it to yo face

Fuck it, Dirty Dozen, Slim Shady

D-12, this shit is serious

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