(Check it out.. ah, haha)

Aww, yeah! This is my shit fo' real

(Ahhhhhhhhhh-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-RAHHH!)

It's gonna be off the hook! (That was dope, that's right)

Peep this out (Dirty Doezn)

Kon Artis nigga, yo yo

[Kon Artis]

The Kon Artis - born liar; lie to your pops and moms

Tell 'em I'm a good kid, Catholic raised

Knowin I went to public school and squares I blazed

Even weed when I got ahold too and YEAH bitch I did do it

Steal cars I've been through it - done that

Play buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that; bum cat

And bone hood rats - 'til they bleed on my floor matte

Nasty nigga, make YOU believe that I'm a classy nigga

But I'm far from that, average Joe that you know

Use people for shields at shootouts that I started, cold-hearted

Runnin reckless, peep out your shorty 'til my neck twistin

An infectionist, poisonous bug we all drugged

Showed your daddy love or slugs; could have tortured him

Told me that he didn't wanna die, we still forced him

Thought his peeps had his back, when we brawled they fled

Now he layin dead with his chicked head like Dodi Fayed

Come to battle us with yo' heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged

Jabbed and dragged and thrown inside of a bag

Your fans been had, bamboozled, run 'em up

But you loosing credibility the minute Dozen'll up

So FUCK that stank bitch with the saggy-ass titties

And FUCK all the niggas that don't represent our city

And FUCK 'JLB, they don't play none of my shit

FUCK all them niggas that be suckin our dicks

[Kuniva]

I'm sicker than tuburculosis; pack a cannon with a focus

That's killin all the players and the coaches

Embarass you in front of company like dirty roaches

Approach this and get served - the situation, hopeless

Quote this - jot it down cause Kuniva wrote this

The wild animal rhyme culprit, ferocious

Close (?), nigga walkin behind you with a dosage

Of terrifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers

The Grim Reaper dipped in all black like Folgers

Packin four heaters and carryin five holsters

Suppose if, I was to let you put up all your posters

Let everybody think you was the dopest (HELL NAW!)

I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra, box you up and sold ya

Take you underwater and hold you until it's over

I told you once you dumb dummies with a blunt

That be pullin off the dope fiend stunt-of-the-month

Get yo' ass kicked quicker then punts, I'm sick of you punks

Cock it back now I'm upset, yo' nigga's next

I'm blowin smoke outta ya chest when it connects

Creepin like insects then ridin with ten Tecs

Ahh FUCK any DJ that don't play Bizarre's shit

FUCK your sister I don't like her she don't suck dick

Ahh FUCK that nigga that talked shit to my crew

And yo FUCK all y'all niggas that say, "I don't like you!"

[Bugz]

I'm a brand named guy who loves to stay high

Got a ten inch dick and the gun the same size

A bitch named bitch who's thick with grey eyes

Who loves to suck dick and get hit by eight guys

It's Bugz bitch - who the fuck you thunk it was?

Gettin drunk with drunken thug too fuckin numb to feel the buzz

Unnnggggghhhh - yeah, y'all niggas know the image

No gimmicks, no timids, no manners, and No Limits

This time, bitch, I'm goin all out

Whippin the fo' out, like get the dough out, YEAH!

I miss crime - sick individual, ask my peers in middle school

If you walk my way home gettin robbed is like a ritual

Lyrical giant, tyrant who lies habitual

Just to get you to do what I want; yeah, and bitch you will

Sit you still, tie you up, begin to ill

And swoll your fuckin face up with some shit that you can feel

Okay FUCK all you niggas that say Dirty Dozen's dead

FUCKIN yo' new wife in yo' brand new bed

Yo FUCK yo' chickenhead, she suck dick anyway

And fuck anybody that say crime don't pay

[Proof]

Heard enough garbage, to make a Glad bust

Ad-just my Magnum; beef I had enough

Snuff the sweetest MC in this camp tribe rivalry

To be as live as me keep 'em quiet like a library (SHHHH!)

My rhymes are virgin tight and un-fuck-with-able

You find the mic suckable..

Without chicked pox untouchable - peep my adjusted

Ain't to be tested, touch the globe whip through yo' domestic

Majestic warrior the rap to win, apprehend

And slap a chin of the aggressor, thinking that they fresher

Wanted conquest holdin down the one-sided contest

That explosive rappin nigga the fans wear a bomb vest

Style be a eloquent, a fellow pimp to many with clips

Fuck plenty get knicks and be in skinny with zits

I'm the shhhhhhh sure shot that rocks

Like 'caine in a crack pot - I thinks it's best y'all act right

I'll confirm your death lest the morgue cons

D-12 is blowin up, like the Fort (?)

I whisper fairwell to granny

Right before I push her down the stairwell

And I'm sendin her care mail

Like get well you old hag

I'll bring the pain like a blow fag

Staplin his gonads to his socks, doin jumpin jacks

Once we put you down bitch there ain't no comin back

Remember that

[Bizarre]

It's the big guy, quick to get on you

Battle? I'll be glad to shit on you

You against my crew we'll see who get destroyed

Fuck I'll let you bring bats and brawl some of my boys

Shady ass nigga whether drunk or sober

"Bizarre - that was my demo tape you just recorded over!"

I don't give a damn bitch; I'm just too ill

Gimme ten pills - dive in a crowd like Lambeau Field

Like bitches ask; now they can drain it

Think of the illest line you know and I bet you I already said it

Just forget it, cause you niggas is fuckin pathetic

Pop shit - all y'all niggas go and get it!

Beat yo' ass, hang you with this fuckin mic cord

Fuck the Source; they quote my raps in Billboard

Suck my dick while I laugh like it's funny

And drive off while she yell - where's my money?!

FUCK anybody got beef with D-12

Aiyyo FUCK all y'all mommas, they pussies smell

FUCK anybody that wanna bring the beef

Aiyyo FUCK all y'all hoes that say my feet stink

Yo FUCK them niggas that don't give us radio play

Aiyyo FUCK takin a bath, I don't wash anyways

FUCK anybody tryin to be on our team

And yo fuck all y'all niggas with them weak-ass dreams

FUCK all them niggas watchin videos to be rappers

That they're not cause they can't rock the fuckin spot

Aiyyo FUCK all you niggas with them dirty-ass shoes

Come in the club like you're dope and you singin the blues

FUCK anybody tryin to kiss our ass

Fuck all y'all niggas that won't cut my grass

Ay FUCK all them niggas that ain't gettin no money

Aiyyo FUCK all y'all hoes that won't let me stick your honey

FUCK all the girls that ain't givin up the sex

Aiyyo FUCK all you niggas and I'm askin, "Who's next?"

FUCK anybody wanna battle my crew

Aiyyo FUCK FUCK YOU, FUCK FUCK FUCK YOU!

FUCK anybody tryin get down with 'nani

Ay FUCK all y'all niggas sayin you can't feel my mommy

Fuck your mommy, fuck your daddy

FUCK your grandma, and FUCK his caddy

And FUCK your people, FUCK everybody

FUCK his girlfriend, FUCK John Gotti

FUCK the Mafia, FUCK all that

FUCK New York, aiyyo FUCK Detriot

Fuck New Jersy, Fuck California

(Ahhhhhhhhh-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-FUCK!)