D12 - Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[Kuniva]
Yo its Kuniva, I will cuss hoes out like a drunk sailor
And cock the hammer back like tim the two man tailor
You best be on your best behavior before I slay ya
And watch the video of your life with your lord savior
I can go in off your mom, they get along when they see the gun
And dirty dozen cross my arm & it ain´t a secret get scared
And be nervous, cuz I ama be in jail in a cell with C murder
Shady is a general, a soldier form I showed it to him
He saved my life I owe it too him, so compare it to anybody
I serve you on a platter your words dont even matter
You all you leavin badder, I am a hazard without bowl & loop doop
I shoot thru people at super markets while they ringin up your fruit loops
You challengers get pushed off banisters, I am unavoidable like anvals
Droppin on toon characters

[Swifty]
I am the freak slasher, chop bodies up in meat packer
I reach back for the necks, choppin your feet faster
Than Steven King, I repeatedly beat bastards
The pops for result of havin a meet in maggots
When I see faggots, put three in they fleece jackets
You bleed rapid, poppin all in ya lead actors
Speed n acids when I mourn, didnt even ask for it
Technique´s hazardous, you needin Jesus of Nazereth
To see what´s happenin, means havin your teeth chatterin
Speak battlin, heat splatter your peeps abdomin
Sweet fashion, I reload & I keep blastin
I breathe action, if you dont believe ask him

[Kon Artis]
I am sick of bitches man, I done heard enough shit
Talk alot of mouth like they want to do it
Then they pull down they pants & then I shoot fluid
Then they start runnin screamin like they God called them
And I called them back & then pulled a crackin in
Stick my dick up in & make them rap again
They want to rap for me & tell me that they love me
Kon Artis your my daddy & I dont want to be your hubby
I cant be your hub baby I ain´t gettin married
I am stand f*ckin bitches, it really very scary
My lil cousin named Terry told me that I f*cked him too long
And then I´ve got to get a Jerry curl to make em all keep drippin
You *****z know I never really be trippin, my beats bang
Make ears bleed thru walkmens thats why people ignore you like you ain´t even talkin
You chit chatter & get splattered by a disease beat addict
That spit spontanious like a Prayin Mantis I cut you off
Pickin that gang green your man seen how I get ignorant
By losin my spleen the truth of the seen as soon as my team
Get on we rule cities like zila thru Hong Kong, you want to knew
You want to know, you´ve got to ask my man Proof how the f*ck the flow goes

[Proof]
Pull it back pull it back pull it back pull it back
we ain´t wentin no where, we sippin shampane
Shady records, ain´t no body better than us
Shady records, no chedder than us
Shady records, ain´t no body better than us
Shady records, I got your ears goin like its ???(that´s hard to tell)
Hotter than a fellon in a carload full of nines
Got the sparkles out to shine, get your back up
And get your dollars out ya spines
Because the head is ill I am in love with Natasha Betinville
Yo faster than a Porsche, make you disappear
Like advertisement in the Source, so do it baby
I want the sugar baby, my sift from the rabies
Yo Proof D12 is on the haitus, on a scale from 1-10
I am an 8, wait you dont know how 8 is, 8 is jigga
Thats me, 9 is Slim, 10 is Slim, now I finally give you
The time I give you to Bom Artis has got promise
And me & proof & swift & the Kon Artis
And it ain´t over boy, who you beef with trust me
I will tell you Puffy & you can lose big, cuz its that
Face it, I am a brick face, you get it laced wit a switch blade
Yo I stab you wit a mixtape, tell ya girl ask her how my dick taste
I told you once before that I am a brick face, I am a big & I shine plus I spit mace
Make all the bad boys thats missin listen up yo next on this transition
And you know how it´s & you know when its gravy next up
Chigga chigga Slim Shady

[Eminem]
I do not figure this rap shit out, I map shit out strategically
Timing is everything & that seems to be the key
To my success I have murked from me repeatably (we beat emcees)
Timing is everything & seem to be the key
Let them diss your 1st then respond immediatley
In order to master the art of war, don´t start a war
Shit not no more we dun scared ´em off there are no more
Victims this sick, I am fixin´ to pick some to start shit
Aint got no pictures to rip & shit to throw darts at
Aint go no more targets,
Shit irv & jeff we beat´em to death, benzino in debt
It seems to just be no one left to bully
Bush is pussy, why the f*ck you think his name is bush? Puss is bushy
Aint shit goin on. Shit I been gettin´ so bored latley,
I am thinking of doing some shit to get you to go hate me, again
To tell the truth I like the shit better then
Shit I could spit better, about to kick that sick shit again
Look, the game just aint the same, it changin
Shit Dre´s quittin´, Jay´s quittin´, now it just wankstas
Just sayin´ the same shit, its fake & its ancient
It is making me so bored I am going to just make a new language
Fubba you cova cubba, ubba you ubba ooba
Youba can subbabick my dadibbabick through a tuba
sum other luma lama
I am not a human, I ama a suicidal supersonic suicidal uni-bomber
you think im the new Osama
Press thinks I am the new madonna
Jeffery Dahmer left me with his legacy to carry on
Alot of talk & rumors on us, who has the hottest to be honest
Hip-hop aint been the same since Tupac moved to Cuba on us

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