[Intro: Kuniva]
Okay, can you turn the beat up a little bit?
Yeah
[Verse 1: Kuniva]
Let's separate the boys from the men, no Michael Bivins sh**
Still f** the world till we die, plus we don't give a sh**
D12 repper for life, so f** your feelings if
You got something to say about us, make way for ignorance
Today I got time to do boss sh**, pa** the Dom P
Duck down or get buck shots, one love to Sean P
Don't get your momma jumped on in World Star
The pack of used rubbers on the floor in your girl's car
Talk about the streets, half you n***as are snitches
I got suburban problems, trying to match my gla**es and dishes
I'm in house slippers, sipping coffee, all about figures
f** your couch, I'm a grouch n***a, bucket house n***as
You k**ing your brain cells for rhymes, homie I feel you
You trying to out-rap me, I'm trying to outlive you
The second most dangerous group besides them OGs from Compton
Who won't stop poppin' until the job's done
[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]
There's no escaping the safe, it ain't nothing alive
That could stop you from being lyrically raped
A holocaust in a metal straitjacket in a hospital ward
I break out like El Chapo with a hostage involved
This cartridge will spark, I ain't fixing auto parts
For drivin' a silencer, in your grandmomma's heart
Cult followin', dope swallowin'
No tolerance, your flow's halogen, smoke models
And I'm heartless, crazy, I'll slap your baby during his christenin'
And that's just a increment of my ignorance
I aim, blast and murk
I'm quick to make enemies in a Catholic church
And sh** on half of the Earth
Quick to bust in your crib, wipe my a** with a n***a shirt
Hazardous is a understatement, how I work
An obnoxious ba*tard, I give 'em the signal
And my moms' will blast you
A cannibalistic a**hole that happens to be a rap dude
Clap you faster than the crabs all in your b**h pants
Whoever thought that I was a hoe, I let 'em know right now
It's Dirty Dozen forever, take a bow
Point him out, we will rush his clique
Toughest n***a in the crowd would turn around
And be like, "f** this sh**"
You can s** this dick
Got my middle finger lodged up inside your b**h
I'm just as raw as it gets, n***a
[Verse 3: Bizarre]
Caine user, a lot of bad habits
A known drug addict that practice black magic
Different strokes, for different folks
Different cokes, I be smoking from coast to coast
They can't tame us, they wanna blame us
For shooting up Lil' Wayne's bus, ha ha ha
I f** a b**h with a dirty rubber
Forty years old, still on the Freshman XXL cover
I'm Iron Mike, ready to bite, [?]
You ain't ready to fight, hit your a** in the back with a pipe
Starting something, packing lunches
Mayweather, I'm blocking punches
n***a you don't wanna be starting nothin'
Stuck in the 80s, repping Shady, Bizarre's crazy
Dirty jersey Tracy McGrady, bout to smack my old lady
Backstage, underage, back page
The way I act on stage, sh** I should be shot and tazed
Big knife, big fight, big [?]
I shot Tyrone in the back, for trying to f** my wife
[?], smack the kids, ha ha ha
Man I'm taking this sh** too far
[Verse 4: Lazarus]
Zero tolerance, like Lenin and Stalin, I'm hazardous
A rappin' this antagonist that rose up from the dead
And now the world knows me as Lazarus
I rip apart these blasphemous
Culture crushing, cancerous contaminants that burn slow
Chop they limbs and eat they eyes like they my green inferno
Collect my enemies until they sweatin', wet and frenzy
That make 'em stampede and surgically stitch a human centipede
My bars are like amphetamine, they'll raise your hearts Adrenalin
Like seconds before your d**h
And you see Satan juggling Kerosene and gasoline
These fakers enter, I'll change your gender
When I expose the b**h in you like Caitlyn Jenner, I'll stay forever
Modern day warlord
Descendant of Genghis and his Mongolian horde
I slice you in four with my double edged sword
I'm like Little Mac to this Hip-Hop
And leaving the game punched out
Uppercut to the body, open your ribs and now your guts out
Get all my legal aliens and send 'em to Donald Trump's house
I'm as raw as it gets, Lazarus, D12