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  • Main » D » D12 » Bring Our Boys Lyrics
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    Posted: 28.07.2004
    Views: 137
    [iq]
    Your fakeness is atrocious
    Post is deep in your hypnosis
    Then focus
    Roll this
    And smoke this
    Like l's
    Of that bomb-ass herb thats gaurenteed to rock bells
    A hiphop refugee like praswell
    Travelin citys
    Pimpin babblin biddys
    Game trump tight and solidified
    Comupterized
    To get rid of spies
    Know what i do to guys
    Shootin and spittin lies
    I'm banished in exisdence
    Vanishin any instences
    Brandishin sentences
    Proovin repentences
    The only way to see me, dont miss these
    Me and my crew smoke so many trees that
    I piss leaves
    Never _my bitch please
    But keep smokin my system, roll blunts it's all tight
    On an off night
    I still smoke like exaust pipes
    And bust a universal flow
    And blow your wig back like niggas with toupe's
    Drivin a convertable
    And further more
    I run the board
    Your shit is played and the way you fell off you coulnt bounce
    Back with a bungee cord

    [chorus]
    Bring your boys in
    We can bring the noise in
    You don't wanna fuck with dirty dozen
    [repeat 4 times]

    [bizarre]
    My crew is like a maze
    Put fear like ex-slaves
    Who wanna step to this microphone and think that they brave
    Dozen always startin the fuckin beef
    I don't care if your from kansas i'm killin the fuckin chief
    Back the fuck up i'm releasin my dumb-dumbs
    Tell your whore stop pagin me 9 1 1
    I'm the star
    That they call bizarre
    Smokin blunts with mel far (??)
    In my brand new car
    _wanna see me
    Even if i was in arizona i'd still request iced tea
    Bizarre don't give a shit about you
    On top of the mountain ain't nothin your bitch-ass crew
    Can do
    Sick emcee that they call peter
    Treat your crew like an unexpected meter
    Reader
    Fuckin more shit than howard corsell
    Butt-fuckin jassabells
    In nasty hotels

    [chorus]

    [proof]
    How you think your crew sound compared to this
    It's the team that your entire clique scared to diss
    Demandin attention when the glock sound
    Y'all niggas to be murdered like jeffery daumer on lock down
    I'm brown like bobby, pullin hoe's like whitney
    Take your title, kill your moms so you won't forget me
    Lips sealed nigga i might blow important plots
    Whoever fronts is gettin done like micheal jordan's pops
    Sure i'm number one translator my fame dirty d
    Y'all niggas gettin hung like this was 1933
    Got word of me
    Now flee
    Cause you don't got a chance
    Death is 3 easy steps so now we gotta dance
    So look away
    Dont play
    With the style master
    I love killin beef so i kill a whole cow pasture
    Lyrically i'm sick, ill everything but sober
    My nickle plate pack the _ jackin fool get fucked over

    [eminem]
    Dirty dozen is the clique so i ran over and lit cha
    Ripped the ass right out ya pants like a dovermin pincha
    Like the cobra and ninja
    My intentions to injure
    And prevent ya
    From enterin from the edge of my center
    Or get your muthafuckin pants split at the creases
    Fuckin you intelectually givin you menatly sexually transmited diseases
    My duty is to keep a strange abard (??)
    I guard my sector like a saint bernard
    And this ain't the yard
    Bringin the noise like a trigger happy gun slinger
    Droppin your whole clique with one finger
    Til none linger
    Beware of my dogs attackin like a pack of great danes
    Chargin like freight trains
    Through the great plains

    [chorus]