Crack Corn but I don't care See me in your videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em) And where is D12 at, they're like
truck, blaow Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again When you ain't seen a fuckin' Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help from D-12 to beat up
rain ass nigga you got a deal now you rappin You don't know us, faggot ass mother fuckers Give money to all my real niggas Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit
enough to say "f**k you bitch, and I don't like you, WHAT!" I might as well give this up like heavy sales And just f**k an leave D12 and this blunt
your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie gonna be when she grows up? [Eminem - (Hailie Jade)] Hahaaaa, Yeah, come on D D D D
little romance With that coal miner?s daughter Yeah, if I was a poor girl, beggin? in the street Livin? from crumb to crumb I?d turn down a 12pound
[Royce talking] yo, yo, this is a J-dogg exclusive D-12, worst fucking rap group ever (You ready?) Royce Da 5'9" would like to apologize to the family
a coma, play the corners Gun holder sprayed the foreigners But today I'm no longer, much stronger Witness my song, 'cause [Chorus x2: Killah Priest (singer)] My life, money, girls
call me up, said it's a hotel party Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties I'm on my way let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona
for it on fourth down you the type to punt. (fuck that!) I go for the homerun. - You the type to bunt No support stay in court twice a month. - Light the blunt! D
Yo Jeff, what's shakin', man? What's up, dude? Hey man, you remember that girl I knew I walking to school, man The one who used to diss me everyday? Yeah
don't even like what they said What are they talking about man Tell em again Listen homegirls let me talk to you Girls may be trouble but girls are
night So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movie I got Angie, Jeff got Tina Ready rock got some girl I'd
all about this girl named Daliah 5'7", a Gucci queen With gold all over that flowed like a stream I met her in a club on a Saturday night The girl's
we drop dimes We grown to the beat we the new improved Jackson five G's up yeah [chorus] [verse 2] [young d] Its ya boy young v Got these girls all
then reload the shit Head straight to the airport and unload some bricks No lying, you niggaz see me comin' down the streets You'd think I was flyin', 12
they own Livin' legends, c.v.e., Hieroglyphics, likwit crew, global phlowtaions. Project blowed what's the code I been rockin' mics since I was 12 years
Brenda's got a baby Brenda's got a baby I hear Brenda's got a baby well, Brenda's barely got a brain A damn shame the girl can hardly spell her name