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shot
At me
Let's see who stands
I don't wanna die
But I left my life in the Lords hands
And I can't seem to get out of this battlefield
Feels like

to
Be the keeper of my brother
But now brothers keep bullets to put
Holes in each other pREACH
The city made me aware of the hustle
That you gotta protect

another rhyme
On my grind they may find
That I'm not the best guy
And my rhymes
Will strike harder than the letter I in seventeen
Or fifties
Not rolling
But

She says I'm feeding the monster
Getting more optimistic as the days go
I admit I've been off the deep end
Looking for some life In the sink hole

I

down to the floor
Got a hole in my heart I can feel from my head to my toe
And I don't have a clue what I'm gonna do now I'm old
And it's too late

My mind's becoming sharp
And cuts both ways
You've seen it
I've never seen it before, before you left
 
Cause I got swallowed by the haze
Where

I don't explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it on the next bardo
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And I ain't got

to the top
If you can't fuck up this beat baby just stop
Body built like a Maybach
And Like a clock left his ass on Tik Tok
He want it back, ain't my fault

strangled by my debt
But life is like a ride on a cloud I can't forget
We don't need the phone to ring to hear some good news
Advantage what I got

D-12 World

D12

D12 World

2004

looking at me for? (You, nigga!).
Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny ass up in the Range.
I like my bitches raspy and nasty,
I like

take your head off like I'm in Iraq

Yeah I walk outside and it's like 3 AM
I got his blood stained all over my Timbs
This a snuff film removing his

a must that we fight
If I must die then I must keep my honor, warcrime itself as a word is redundant 
No sin in war so I guess were above it just show us

In the hole then 
I gave her the dink 
And I think she took my soul
Got the fuckin' thing on
Cause she want it
Want it more 
Got the fuckin flow
Man

reminding me that my high horse is starting to slip
But that's a lie
It has been for a while
My willpower and conscience ain't up to par
Not by a mile
Trying

And give me something to do
I'm just like you
Need something new
Because it feels like I'm barely getting by
When I fly
With Johnny Johnny High
Kickin' holes

I keep them thangs by the hole if you really want it
Might tell your girl she can meet me down in California
She can meet me, she can meet me if you

said she want a high song
And this weed making you horny baby I know
And when I go
Deep up in that
It make her eyes rolls
She got a tight hole
Walk in

At the op op ops
Leave the body freezing cold

Loddy doddy and im  ready to party I got my shotty, heavy metal banging steaming ya body like in palotee, yeah

you crawl back inside your hole
And go to sleep by yourself in a fetal pose
Then you hit me up when you're feeling gross
Talkin' all slick like I didn't

the tool lay my head by the pump

Hang with yo bitch got my hand on the cunt

Her man tryna run up left a hole in his lung

Smoked like a j hit that boy with

Holes in the wall from where the telephone was thrown 
Kids in their bedrooms learning how to cope
There's beer in the fridge and blood in the sink

a maybe, she got a sauerkraut pot
Full of undertake gravy
Kool-Aids by the spoonful, with titty balls
Like mealy  apples
And you know if you allow her
She

motherfucking hoe
Walking through the cold still I'm burning
I can feel it in my hands grasping bars but getting burnt up by the coal
Yeah my nigga know just how

Death Threat

Insolence

Revolution

2001

A High Caliber Output
Put A Hole In Your Chest
You Sort A Get Stressed
Leave You In A State Of Arrest
Sound System That I'm Rippin'
Is My Way To Protest