Released on December 17, 2002

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[Intro]

Cyzer, Big Proof

It’s that underground shit

J Hill in the house, ya' know right?

Dolo, Supa Emcee, Fat Killahz nigga!

King Gordy

Hey them horns ain't extensions nigga listen

Real shit, hah


[Verse 1]

Face to face you got no heart, when I blow sparks

You lean on me like Joe Clark, my mind is so dark

You're superficial, nuclear missile

Hit your body and your bones and not lose the gristle

Proofs official, D12 trademarker

A man, no "S", big brave heart, y'all ain't even listen

No S big backwards is Gibson

Mel Gibson Bravehearted, now on to my mission

And since then no failure, I promised God

To commit homicide to niggas wanting a free ridе

Like the Amistad, I'm alive

And just startеd Anger Management 2, like Bionic Jive

Body ya' mind, dyin' to ride like Bonnie and Clyde

Influenced the greatest like Ronnie and Todd

It ain't no problem too hard, my solo like Dolo, been gettin' it

Like I ain't been shittin' it!


[Hook]

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

Could rap motharfucker lets rumble right now!

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

You don't want it, your crew don't want it

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

Proof nigga I'm a wolf

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

You can get some now!


[Verse 2]

In high school of course I was the best in the lunchroom

Don't make me get up out my seat bitch and punch you

I freestyle for fun but write for wealth

I'm so dope nigga even bite myself

I rap it with rapid fire, blasting iron at a Baptist choir

And then at the black Messiah

We gats for hire to let the techs growl

Put something in your body worse then the West Nile

I was born out a test tube glass

I suggest you blast nigga or catch some flesh wound fast

I ain't met a man that could wrestle gats

I'm right behind the top rappers like a Neptune track

Your LP, I slept through that, now guess who back?

Unless you strapped with a vest and two gats I suggest you pack

I'll spread you flat to rescue rap

Hit your body so much that your flesh won't match, muthafucker!


[Hook]

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

Could rap motharfucker lets rumble right now!

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

You don't want it, your crew don't want it

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

Proof nigga I'm a wolf

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

You can get some now!


[Verse 3]

Fuck Osama for bombing in the racing buildings

I'll bust him and hide him like Jason Williams

"I heard Bizarre in D12 be raping children!"

Cut the hype dyke, I'm trying to make a million

Take this pill then call me when you sober up

Turn the dyke from glad to groupies, make 'em hold my nuts

Seldomly seen, Elvis the King

But it's Em that's got these little kids nailed to the screen

All hail the team, I.F

I got something on my chest that's hard to digest

I hear the streets talk and sing, offering

Of jackin' my rapping, they mad 'cause I floss and bling

I lost my steam but a demon in human flesh hyped me up

Now my team is tightly cut

So sugar, sugar, salt, salt

If you didn't get off it's not my fault, the dog is back in y'all niggas!


[Hook]

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

Could rap motharfucker lets rumble right now!

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

You don't want it, your crew don't want it

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

Proof nigga I'm a wolf

Y'all done start it (Derty Harry)

You can get some now!