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Keep Talkin'

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Keep Talkin'

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Yea

Detroit mother fucker

DJ Green Lantern (the evil genious)

D12

We aint goin no where

We still smokin crack nigga

Haha

Let um know

HA-HA

Bitch keep talkin

Keep on popin off with them jaws because, we aint stoppin

We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin

Keep on poppin that shit you poppin

Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us

We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin

COME ON

Yo the derelict is back

Im blazin niggas while they up in the Sheraton last

I even sold my therapist crack

You niggas is bitch straight up im bearin the facts

I love pussy wit all my heart but i married the gats

And nigga im top pedigree so dont 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 im sleep walkin

(Bitch keep talkin)

Throwin fire bombs down your chimney

While you eatin at wendys

Im 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

Im the only one your bitch let touch her

Type of brother that will fuck your mother

With a fishnet rubber

A belligerent and rowdy mother fucker

That'll dump your body and still fly away to maui on the ??

When it comes to beefin

It aint no explainin

Ill change your language wit a stainless

Im contained wit a anguish to leave your famous

Im a deranged pit yall lift an AK to pinch ya face wit

Niggas dont say shit fuck your hype man if its a bystander standin by im firein at ya, cause i can

You get squashed like pop cans

I be shootin 7up in your mouth man

Im about to sell your mama bud, and lace it

So when she fire it up she coughin blood

I love to see um wasted

Im made to behave in this case

You try to be brave in this rage and your legs will be replaced

Bitch keep talkin

Keep on popin off with them jaws because

We aint stoppin

We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin

Keep on poppin that shit you poppin

Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us

We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin

COME ON

I aint her to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule

Im here to talk about lil Ray Ray and whatever do

Sike i aint gonna mention it

He probally sue

Next week this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive)

The first time i had sex.. a derty mattress

No condom.. my grandmother.. bent over backwards

Bizarre been fuckin raw all summer

Lets make a trade, my wife for your brother

Sike, im not bisexual

Im an intelectual, transexual, one testicle (one nut)

And i aint sayin shit cause it rhyme

I got colon cancer, im diein

YE-YE

Rest in peace Jam Master Jay

Tupac

And Notorious BIG

Im probally 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 sponge bob

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 bakin soda

Ya hear me

Fuckin crack heads

And this is just mix tape shit you fuckin morons

This aint brains over braun

This is bullys over fuckin pussies

Haha come on bitch

Bitch keep talkin

Keep on popin off with them jaws because

We aint stoppin

We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin

Keep on poppin that shit you poppin

Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us

We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin

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