Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls.
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world.
(Distorted) The world wants me to cope.
I dont smoke crack, I dont smoke crack, I dont.
Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick,
When D12 rock his summer its over with.
All these bitches and all these hoes,
What the fuck you looking at me for? (You, *****!).
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 a fat and nasty bitch named Ashley
I slide you dope without no procrastination,
And you can watch me fuck up your imagination.
Im always getting drunk, and I fiend to smack hoes,
I mean it, I leave them screamin like pteorodactyls.
This is our world. . .
Wed love to smack you,
Hot lead flying with debris and schrapnel.
Rippin you to shreads, fuckin up your tatoo.
Break into your crib, take your records and plaques too.
D12 is, thats who!
Got you limpin.
Still poppin somethin purple with a bottle of gin bitch!
I fuck up your kinship, I lie in this shit.
Peep, I stole your moms jeep and crashed into my street.
Crazy derange. Of course we Shadys gang,
Of course we wear clothes with holes and blood stains.
No doubt, we shoot badges, born with ski masks.
Chew on shro, rainbows, and p acids.
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls.
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world.
Welcome to D12 World!
(Kon Artis Singing)
Welcome to D12 World!
Aaaaahhhhh!!!
Aiyyo
*****s be talkin shit, but they layin slugs? now.
I graduated from techs, I grip a pump now.
I used to be nice, but nice dont cut it.
Now I over they wig, if they dont uppen my budget.
Them D12 *****s, they be quick to blast.
I take my shower cap off, and whup your ass.
Steppin to us, you cant be the smartest,
Cause youll get dropped like an Aftermath artist.
They catch me mingling by a bitch with class,
When she turn Ill be sprinkling some shit in her glass.
What part of this you cant understand?
Ill emiliate a man, worse then making a band.
(Kuniva - Dont be mistakin that man),
(Kon Artis - Hell invite you over.)
Real fast, and pass your ass a glass of ebola.
Ive been doing this for a minute,
And Im starting to see my little brother Caleb
Look more like a star then me.
Thats why I just started workin out.
Man, this shit aint workin out.
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