Devil's Night
D-12 lyrics
D-12 lyrics
"Chance to Advance Lyrics"
Jane Lyrics
Words & Music by Steven Duffy & Steven Page The girl works at the store sweet Jane St. Clair Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there it wasn't long before I lived with her I sang her songs while she dyed her hair Chorus: Jane, divided, but I can't decide what side I'm on Jane decided only cowards stay, while traitors run Jane, Jane I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh She thought that I was making fun of her She made me feel I was fourteen again That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay
Words & Music by Steven Duffy & Steven Page The girl works at the store sweet Jane St. Clair Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there it wasn't long before I lived with her I sang her songs while she dyed her hair Chorus: Jane, divided, but I can't decide what side I'm on Jane decided only cowards stay, while traitors run Jane, Jane I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh She thought that I was making fun of her She made me feel I was fourteen again That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay
Typed by: i3omb1st@aol.com
(Gun shots followed by screaming)
Proof:
Pow-pow! Straight off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet from the mile
Is vexed without the techs and six shooter
Body bullet polluter, perverted intruder
Now who the, fuck wanna buck with the diseased, that's dis-eased
I got a bitch named trigger, my main-squeeze will make your brain
freeze
Dirty D is dope like cane
Eye-Kyu:
Remained eased, maintain chill status with no pause
Hot slugs to your carriages, turn your dome to coleslaw
My only thought is survival before my arrival
I'm jumping out on niggas like I'm 5-0
Smack 'em up like a pack of trifling fly hoes
Any opportunity to mangle I never pass up
Fucking your clique with broom sticks - face down, ass up
Dirty Dozen packing the shit to turn your chest red
With our dick in ya mouth, fucking everything you just said
Eminem:
Yeah yeah bitch, coming to a block near you is Dirty Dozen
Nasty like a stank, slut bitch with 30 husbands
When I was 5 I was already fuckin'
And playing X-rated cassettes in Teddy R
Some Of Your Lovin' Lyrics
Gerry Goffin Carole King) You gotta give me some Give me some of your lovin' You gotta give me some of your lovin' Now I'm not a greedy girl I don't need the world (Just give me some) Some of your lovin' now, oh, oh, oh, oh Now I don't expect you to guarantee Your faith and devotion to only me I'm aware you got a lot of wild oats to sow But baby when I need you Don't you tell me no You gotta give me some (Give me some of your lovin') Oh yes you do now You gotta give me some of your lovin'
uxpinGerry Goffin Carole King) You gotta give me some Give me some of your lovin' You gotta give me some of your lovin' Now I'm not a greedy girl I don't need the world (Just give me some) Some of your lovin' now, oh, oh, oh, oh Now I don't expect you to guarantee Your faith and devotion to only me I'm aware you got a lot of wild oats to sow But baby when I need you Don't you tell me no You gotta give me some (Give me some of your lovin') Oh yes you do now You gotta give me some of your lovin'
I used to walk up and down the block cussin'
Locked in youth homes at 6 with glocks bussin'
I grew up with not ballers, who got dollars
Shot callers with guns and Rotwillers
Bizarre:
By any means necessary I'm on a killing spree
It's the devil in me, intoxicated with brown Hennessy
Beware life ain't fair and I don't care
Cher braids my hair while her kids are in day-care
Two blunts and I'm out for lunch
Your whore said I'm here "Sugar pie, honey bunch"
This Bizarre kid, that ain't the answer
You're more uncomfortable than an anorexic cat with fucking cancer
Chorus:
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Bizarre:
Back from the studio boy, I don't wanna mingle
Smoking LSD, working on Lou Roths new single
Who's the bi
Coeur Dj Pris Lyrics
De t'attendre Si c'est ainsi Mais comprendre Que l'ennemie N'a pas de voix N'est pas celle qu'on croit Va comprendre Que c'est le temps qui nous uniras? En dormant Est-elle "toile"? Est-elle tendre, ses doigts Sont-ils aimants? Je vois ses gestes Qui ressemblent... aux miens Est-elle jeunesse, je laisse Le poids de mon destin... entre... tes mains Retiens Retiens-moi pour l'amour de l'autre Retiens-moi, ce n'est pas de ma faute Mme, si je vois, c'est mon choix: Ton coeur est d.
g guy who's quick like Sugar RayDe t'attendre Si c'est ainsi Mais comprendre Que l'ennemie N'a pas de voix N'est pas celle qu'on croit Va comprendre Que c'est le temps qui nous uniras? En dormant Est-elle "toile"? Est-elle tendre, ses doigts Sont-ils aimants? Je vois ses gestes Qui ressemblent... aux miens Est-elle jeunesse, je laisse Le poids de mon destin... entre... tes mains Retiens Retiens-moi pour l'amour de l'autre Retiens-moi, ce n'est pas de ma faute Mme, si je vois, c'est mon choix: Ton coeur est d.
Fuck Calgon bitch, Bizarre might take you away
Give up the pussy cause I know you a freak
?? in a week, cause my kids got to eat
Date raping anorexic girls in my beat-up car
(Hold up Bizarre, you taking that shit too far!!!)
but I can't stop cause my brains ain't there
Eminem:
Bust a nut then drop that bitch in Lake St. Clair
Your mistakes ain't rare, your rap style annoys
You rap like a bitch plus I can't stand your voice
Bitch you suck, you whack as fuck, eat a dick
You need a brick upside your dome, we be the clique
Runnin' you down in carloads
Leaving you smashed down on tar roads, flat line like barcodes
Eye-Kyu:
Put up your guard hoes, I'm blazing heat the way we speak
Not even Nike could cover these amazing feats
Burning rappers eternally, internally and externally
For half stepping like one-legged fraternities
Quickdraw McGraw, AKA Eye-Kyu
Putting something inside you, leaving holes that I see right through
For anyone obstructing my view, my art of attack
Is slugs through your chest, that'll blow your heart out your back
Making su
Easy Street Lyrics
Rooster: I remember the way Our sainted mother Would sit and croon us Her lullaby Miss Hannigan: She'd say, kids, there's a place That's like no other You got to get there before you die Rooster: You don't get there By playing from the rule book Hannigan: You stack the aces Rooster: You load the dice Hannigan and Rooster: Mother dear Oh, we know you're down there listening, How can we follow Your sweet Advice to... Rooster:
re you get fed, with a whole lot of ledRooster: I remember the way Our sainted mother Would sit and croon us Her lullaby Miss Hannigan: She'd say, kids, there's a place That's like no other You got to get there before you die Rooster: You don't get there By playing from the rule book Hannigan: You stack the aces Rooster: You load the dice Hannigan and Rooster: Mother dear Oh, we know you're down there listening, How can we follow Your sweet Advice to... Rooster:
And throw you over the Ambassador Bridge and scream "Drop Dead!"
Proof:
Largely, I'm out to stack equations, without a tax-evasion
Make moms say "That's amazing," all the same like black and Asian
My pack evasion, attack a stage and you blush like a Cadillac,
I wish your fleet would try to battle rap,
Or make a man bleed, like a cattle pack stampede
Front and co-sign my hands leave
Think to Recognize like Sam Sneed
My ?? dispose ya, froze ya, another classic closure
The death-master out to blast ya
My team runs shit, from from the D E side, down to last ya
Past the, norm, my crew swarm, molest the children of the corn
Dirty D 'till infinity, now bring it on
Chorus:
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants