D12 – Keep Talkin [*] Lyrics
[Bizarre] Yeah! Detroit motherfucker! DJ Green Lantern! D12! We ain't goin' nowhere! We still smokin' crack nigga! Haha! Let 'em know! [Chorus: Eminem] Bitch keep talkin' Keep on poppin' off with them jaws because, we ain't stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to y'all so all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' Cause we ain't stoppin' cause you ain't stoppin' us We ain't got to prove shit to y'all so all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' (Yo!) Come on! [Kuniva] Yo the derelict is back I'm blazin' niggas while they up in the Sheraton last I even sold my therapist crack You niggas is bitch straight up I'm bearin' the facts I love pussy wit all my heart but I married the gats And nigga I'm top pedigree so don't play wit me Ill blow your tattoos all over your baby seat Kids and all be hit Peers and all masuberg will take your back, liver ribs and all Kuniva the street talker, heat sparker the beef starter Packin' guns when I'm sleep walkin' (Bitch keep talkin'!) Throwin' fire bombs down your chimney While you eatin' at Wendy's I'm in your bushes cockin' the semi Nice wit the hands Never bow down to another man I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother your clan Sever your hands and your legs Mail your brother your heart and send your mother ya head! [Swifty] I'm the only one your bitch let touch her Type of brother that will fuck your mother With a fishnet rubber A belligerent and rowdy motherfucker That'll dump your body and still fly away to Maui on the teller When it comes to beefin' It ain't no explainin' I'll change your language wit a stainless I'm contained wit a anguish to leave your famous I'm a deranged pit y'all lift an AK to pinch ya face wit Niggas don't say shit fuck your hype man If its a bystander standin' by I'm firin' at ya, cause I can You get squashed like pop cans I be shootin' 7-Up in your mouth man I'm about to sell your mama bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she coughin' blood I love to see 'em wasted I'm made to behave in this case You try to be brave in this rage and your legs will be replaced! [Chorus] [Bizarre] I ain't here to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray and whatever do Psyche, I ain't gonna mention it He probably sue Next week this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive!) The first time I had sex a dirty mattress No condom my grandmother bent over backwards Bizarre been fucking raw all summer Lets make a trade, my wife for your brother Psyche, I'm not bisexual I'm an intellectual, transsexual, one testicle (one ball) And I ain't sayin' shit cause it rhyme I got colon cancer, I'm dyin'! [Proof] Yeah, yeah Rest in peace Jam Master Jay Tupac And Notorious BIG I'm probably the best Guy in the flesh Blow ya heart out ya chest And ya chest out ya vest Leave ya body a mess streets bloody as hell Study my trail I cut and me fail A druggy on bail nutty as well Which such like buddy revel Dead or in jail Still headin' for hell The ghetto rebels the wrong guy Now get ya lungs heart you full of wholes like Spongebob We can set this from your front door to your CEO office Got the key to your coffin To pee on you often Great me wit offers we taken over Or get China white mixed wit backin' soda Ya hear me! [Eminem] Fuckin' crack heads And this is just mix tape shit you fucking morons This ain't brains over Braun This is bullies over fucking pussies Ha-ha come on bitch! Bitch keep talkin' Keep on poppin' off with them jaws because, we ain't stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to y'all so all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin' Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' Cause we ain't stoppin' cause you ain't stoppin' us We ain't got to prove shit to y'all so all y'all can lick the balls and keep walkin'!
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group – Writer: Porter, Denaun M / Johnson, Rufus B / Moore, Ondre C / Carlisle, Von M / Hughes, Gasner / Martinez, Tonyatta / Moore, Matthew / Mathers, Marshall B Iii – Powered by LyricFind