D12 lyrics
D12 lyrics
"Fight Music lyrics"
Boy Or A Girl lyrics
Come sit with a total stranger. Now's the time to vent your anger And oh...are you a boy or a girl? Do you get off casting hexes. Assuming forms of either sexes And oh...are you a boy or a girl? Well I've been confused by the startled look in your eyes. Have I been misused hanging on by the skin of my teeth While you're raping my mind? Do you feel misunderstood? You feel strange, but you knock on wood. Are you a boy or a girl? You come to grips with what you know And boosted ratings for the
[Chorus: Eminem]Come sit with a total stranger. Now's the time to vent your anger And oh...are you a boy or a girl? Do you get off casting hexes. Assuming forms of either sexes And oh...are you a boy or a girl? Well I've been confused by the startled look in your eyes. Have I been misused hanging on by the skin of my teeth While you're raping my mind? Do you feel misunderstood? You feel strange, but you knock on wood. Are you a boy or a girl? You come to grips with what you know And boosted ratings for the
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know - that's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
and drastic movement of people actin stupid
[Kon Artis]
I come to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone's Farm
Hidin under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb
Strapped to my stomach screamin, "Let's get it on!"
A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank
Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint
It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke
I think I'll up my high by slittin your throat
Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat
Your mens b
Frontline Warrior lyrics
[Chorus] Nigga thought I told ya, (told ya) that the war ain't over (over) You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over My nigga we the frontline warriors Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin bout me and my boys Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught Well it's all about his Mo Thug music Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you Who the fuck them niggas tryin to play? Lay don't stop until you meet my glock I'ma get you make your bady rott, n
een beat the minute I step onto your street[Chorus] Nigga thought I told ya, (told ya) that the war ain't over (over) You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over My nigga we the frontline warriors Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin bout me and my boys Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught Well it's all about his Mo Thug music Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you Who the fuck them niggas tryin to play? Lay don't stop until you meet my glock I'ma get you make your bady rott, n
This is fight music!
[Bizarre]
You know why my hands are so numb? (No)
Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't come (oh)
Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch)
So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap
I fuckin hate you; I'll take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah!)
Satan done got me on this song
Eatin a hot dog readin the Holy Qu'ran, while I'm on the john
Tired of wearin this yellow thong
Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong)
Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms
Fuck your love songs
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come
Show you machine gun funk
Sixteen m-16's and one pump [click-clack]
The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Listen To Your Heart lyrics
I know there's something in the wake of your smile. I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea. You've built a love but that love falls apart. Your little piece of heaven turns too dark. Listen to your heart when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye. Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile. The preciou
Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawersI know there's something in the wake of your smile. I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea. You've built a love but that love falls apart. Your little piece of heaven turns too dark. Listen to your heart when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye. Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile. The preciou
We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud
But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source
It's fight music
[Swifty McVay]
I'm a nigga that loves scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps
Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin, "You hear that?"
I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin
Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin
It's fight music!
[Kuniva]
These beads I'm swingin is stingin 'em
See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin 'em
If any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em
Malice green to them and gasolinin 'em with premium
Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him
Bla
Sucka Nigga lyrics
"hey sucka nigga, whoever you are" (repeat 2X)"hey sucka nigga, hey sucka nigga whoever you are, whoever you are"[Q-Tip]Aiyyo, turn it up MuhammadTurn everything up in the headphonesso I don't lose my vocalsYeah that's good, turn my vocals a little bitwith the upper basslineI be hatin sucka MC's, and the sucka niggasPosing like they hard when we know they damn cardwhat you figure, rhyme-wise, I do the figure eightSo concisely, musically we are t
st while you right hookin, right when your wife's lookin"hey sucka nigga, whoever you are" (repeat 2X)"hey sucka nigga, hey sucka nigga whoever you are, whoever you are"[Q-Tip]Aiyyo, turn it up MuhammadTurn everything up in the headphonesso I don't lose my vocalsYeah that's good, turn my vocals a little bitwith the upper basslineI be hatin sucka MC's, and the sucka niggasPosing like they hard when we know they damn cardwhat you figure, rhyme-wise, I do the figure eightSo concisely, musically we are t
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music!
[Eminem]
If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the faces of you racists
and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit
You Liberace's, Versace's, and you nazis
Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat
You motherfuckers wanna JUDGE me cause you're NOT me
You'll never STOP me, I'm TOP speed as you POP me
I came to save these new generations of babies
from parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy
to grow to praise me I'm makin 'em go crazy
That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me
And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong
I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called..
[Chorus]
It's fight music!