Kill Zone

D12

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    yeah
    d12 is back in the buildin ' about to hit yall ' with some freestyle s--t
    marry christmas
    motherfuckers
    2011, get em ' get em ' yeah! ayo ' im goin' up that hinne ' low cleveland he smoked, till
    siaked and coverd
    blood and without a penny,
    broke
    i never was a mathematician
    in class division bored me, i was
    snoring. drempt of being
    a graphic villan, then caps we
    pillin' re-mash admishin. make ya ' face lookin ' like a fatal crash collision. blast
    a 5th and.
    tip, out. i 'll throw you in the trunk,
    kinda like an old white ladies
    but,
    your a-s is missin ' n---a' you can ' compare me too rick ross,
    in some ways. its whenever
    you see the boss
    you gonna ' see gun play. put the torch in your face
    and daffy duck in breal up.
    this ain 't call of duty grab the oozy get cha ' kills up.
    n---a's be rollin' plus they claim they
    sittin ' on grands but they never tell you they
    f-----g gram 's are golden. im so cereal.
    i'll let the cannon busta, bust. in any senario.
    b---h what the dilio. i could
    take the hardest. sack then ' turn it too a kiddy ' show
    if i find you fucked. like hide
    and go
    giddy yo '. i am so vivid let the bullets play hide
    and go get it. when i am pist
    off, i am so livid.
    and n---a's can't f--k with us. new n---a 's or old ones. hit' ya homies with hot hollows and grab a cold one.
    who next flexin '? i lift my two hands up.
    i taken ' each one, and you can forward this text message. y'all know bizzares gunna say some crazy s--t
    say 45 goin ' play s--t im amazin' b---h im the best rapper ever
    get on stage in spandex and
    tight as leather, lace weed,
    cocain twins
    stop lookin ' for bin laden, bin laden stay in detroit
    brain, froze
    can't feel my toes all i need is an eight ball, and a
    picher of amborose
    20 thousand, dalante west can
    f--k my mother
    50 thousand, he can sodamize
    my brother eltan john say hes a celivic fag
    (whats a celivic fag?)
    a fag who don 't like d--k in his a-s (wow) d--n straight
    f--k it, we all going to heaven
    so pull up some skinny jeans,
    and tongue kill john legend
    im bout' to go to canada, i can't wait tell b-----s i know drake, and
    get my a-----e ate eatin ' pussy, nahh that aint cool
    but whats cool ' is eating a-s hair with food
    im a rude dude
    ruder then jude
    baby face and if you aint
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    attitude
    and i smell food time to eat pinky pornawoah
    time to beat wife went to
    work, time too cheat
    in jail for rape somebody call
    reap, imma freak! no survivin ' this poison is hybrid
    b-----s escaping on this ice,
    then fall out the side of it
    i am a human perana, with a
    murderus' persona i dround a n---a' inside his own saliva and blood
    the mental isilum kicked me
    out, of it out it, it wasnt
    enough
    i need a higher, more minatical
    place to call a club imma' cut throat a nasty old animal
    that will crack a n---a ' fast as a pastsheo 's and mozzeltove i stomp a n---a ' for being soft im just a dog that opened his
    mouth and broke the f----n ' muzzle off im cummin' for your balls at any cost, your washed it
    mars skeept through his
    cloths like a marg maller
    im not sure
    stab a n---a ' with rusty daggers
    give em ' lock jaw, where they can 't open there trapper imagine what hack saws
    could do to these rap frauds
    you ain 't thuggin they should be knockin ' on wood like jim dougin
    im huggin' this glock and imma' squeez like an anaconda thats standin ' on your block ill blast any bandana that i see
    i'll beat cha ' with your own i.v.
    in a spitte, i 'll put a pillow over that widdle and squeez
    i've been a heaten see i was my momma 's mistake
    i born tirein ' im bombin where ever you basterds
    hibernate
    they contimplate on killin me,
    im in the d ' livin it im at the shootin range,a nd
    im bustin before im in that

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