Purple Hills

D12

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    Uh
    Yo, yo, yo, yo

    I've been to many places
    I've seen so many faces
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills
    I've climbed the highest mountain
    Once or twice, but who's countin'?
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills

    Cool, calm, just like my mom
    With a couple of lawsuits inside her palm
    It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
    To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
    I can't describe the vibe I get
    When I drive by six people and five I hit
    I started a mosh pit
    Squashed a chick and lost her foster kids
    This room makes me hallucinate
    Then I sweat till I start losin' weight
    Till I see dumb shit start happenin'
    Dumber than vanilla ice tryna rap again
    So bounce, bounce! Come on, bounce!
    I said come on bounce!
    Everybody in the house doin' mass
    To the women in the thongs with their asses out (oh)
    We don't bullshit, better ask around
    D12 throws the bombest bash in town
    Bizarre, your mom is crashin' out
    Help me get her on the couch 'fore she passes out (come on)

    Bump that, someone help Denaun
    He's upstairs wrestlin' with Elton John
    Hey Von, you see me steppin' on these leprechauns?
    They gotta be tums, the ex-lax is gone
    Yeah, I took 'em all, dawg, with some Parmesan
    And I think my arm is gone, no, it's probably numb
    Young, dumb and full of cum
    And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
    Scary-ass, it was a false alarm
    You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on?
    Well, stop actin' stupid; you so high
    That you might wake up with a guy on some new shit
    Yeah, I think I did too much (huh-uh)
    I think I got the runs (huh-uh)
    Rolaids, pepto, and tums
    Watch out, here it comes! (ha-ha-ha!)

    I've been to many places
    I've seen so many faces
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills
    I've climbed the highest mountain
    Once or twice, but who's countin'?
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills

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    Dirty dozen, eighty of us
    Shady brothers, ladies love us
    That's why our baby mothers
    Love us but they hate each other
    They probably wanna take each other
    Out and date each other
    Some, some, some
    Somethin' I don't know

    Hop hills, hills I hop
    Hop two hills, on stilts I walk
    Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
    Thought I was incredible and killed the hulk
    I wanna roll away like a rollerblade
    Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
    And when I'm old and gray, yo, I'ma go for broke?
    No? Okey-dokey, I'm packin' my nose with soap
    Am I supposed to choke?
    Had an accident when the Trojan broke
    Ah, poor baby, born by a whore lady
    Now I'm payin' child support? (it's your baby!)

    I take four shots at one time
    And I don't need to chase when I'm swallowin' mine (hey, you got any room?)
    In bizarre's hatch back
    We can't go far, 'cause the car has flats
    Why the hell you people think I rap?
    Because my mother taught me how to breach contracts
    And if you got cash, then hide it so (swift, chill!)
    I'm just tryna get by like you
    And I don't give a damn if you find me rude (huh-uh)
    Mean, crude, to hell with you too (huh-uh)
    I only need three blunts and I'm cool
    I just got some and I'm goin' back soon

    I've been to many places
    I've seen so many faces
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills
    I've climbed the highest mountain
    Once or twice, but who's countin'?
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills

    I'm at a rave, lookin' at a babe
    Like she want it
    Gin and tonic demonic
    Body smell like vomit
    Looney, crazy, jumpy, sexy
    Dopey-headed guy
    Whipped cream, dirty mattresses
    Wanna try? (go on)
    Blue hills, golden seals
    Got bizarre actin' ill
    Drugs kill, yeah, right!
    Chick, I'm for real!
    Shut yo' mouth, you dirty girl
    You know you want me in your world
    Ladies, please don't fight
    Bizarre's here all night!

    I've been to many places
    I've seen so many faces
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills
    I've climbed the highest mountain
    Once or twice, but who's countin'?
    But nothin' compares
    To these blue and yellow purple hills

    Dirty dozen, eighty of us
    Shady brothers, ladies love us
    That's why our baby mothers
    Love us but they hate each other
    They probably wanna take each other
    Out and date each other
    Some, some, some
    Somethin' I don't know

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    Composición: Jeff Bass, Denaun Porter y Marshall Mathers

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