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[Proof]
You wish that you could bear me black
D12 standing back
No planning that
Def methods, we got a hand in that
Whoever run this shit
You get a jammed knee cap
Make the healthy get sick
And your fam handicapped
You a fan of rap
My clan attack
Your school, home, your bitch house
Pull my nine milli
You gon` die with your fist out
Him an his
It`s over with
Venom is this
cobra spit
Agressive dialect with agressive
Sober bitch
My bionic fires demonish atlonics
Demonic is tainted chronic
Impossible to hold down like vomit
Mics I palm it
You stay to bomb it
Like tourists that`s Islamic
I enter your atmosphere like a comet
The new god of rap
Call me nigga Thor
Snap your back
When I slap your ass in a figure four
From miles around they can feel it`s lethal
I make hardcore groups like Wu Tang
Look like the Village People (fags)
No sequel
The general let the senistal
Abort your mind state and kill your inner child

[Bizarre]
It`s been a while
Since you bitch niggas heard of me
Cuz the last six months
I been doing R&B
But now I`m on some sick shit
Niggas better duck quick
You don`t know who you`re fucking with
I`ll leave you niggas breathless
Seeing me and Bugz rolling in the blue hummer
You a bitch, scared to shoot like Lindsay Hunter
Don`t need to be a father
Cuz I`m just to illmatic
I`ll probably poison my kids
Like flowers in the alley
Fuck your anorexic neglects it
Fuck a Lexus
I`m doing drivebys on XXX BMX`s

[Bugz]
I know a girl who said she`s prio
And her sign is a Leo
Bugzy fucked her in a Regal
And then she took me to my P.O.
Fuck rollin` ceelo
I`m down to a c-note
Lost a g` rollin` dice at that punk ass casino
But fuck it (shit) cuz when times get bad
See me and drag with the mags
On unsuspecting fags (bitch)
I gotta shoot
Bitch you got the boot
And hurry up with it
I`m trying to catch this prostitute (I got ten)

[Kuniva]
I`m the nigga that spotted ya
Spit something hot at ya
Rip your Nautica
Saw you backstage and shot at ya
And kill subliminally
You can go on
And spin your group name 25 times in one song
I`ll still write about you
Hip hop is better off without you
Blowing niggas outta they bathrobes
And funky house shoes
For the hell of it
I fuck Missy Elliott
Don`t give a fuck if her belly gets
In my way, I`m still nailing it
Got this verbal tech nine
Spitting at you for telling shit
Get this dead body off the mic
I`m fuckin smelling it

* send corrections to the typist

[Proof]
You wish that you could bear me black
D12 standing back
No planning that
Def methods, we got a hand in that
Whoever run this shit
You get a jammed knee cap
Make the healthy get sick
And your fam handicapped
You a fan of rap
My clan attack
Your school, home, your bitch house
Pull my nine milli
You gon` die with your fist out
Him an his
It`s over with
Venom is this
cobra spit
Agressive dialect with agressive
Sober bitch
My bionic fires demonish atlonics
Demonic is tainted chronic
Impossible to hold down like vomit
Mics I palm it
You stay to bomb it
Like tourists that`s Islamic
I enter your atmosphere like a comet
The new god of rap
Call me nigga Thor
Snap your back
When I slap your ass in a figure four
From miles around they can feel it`s lethal
I make hardcore groups like Wu Tang
Look like the Village People (fags)
No sequel
The general let the senistal
Abort your mind state and kill your inner child

[Bizarre]
It`s been a while
Since you bitch niggas heard of me
Cuz the last six months
I been doing R&B
But now I`m on some sick shit
Niggas better duck quick
You don`t know who you`re fucking with
I`ll leave you niggas breathless
Seeing me and Bugz rolling in the blue hummer
You a bitch, scared to shoot like Lindsay Hunter
Don`t need to be a father
Cuz I`m just to illmatic
I`ll probably poison my kids
Like flowers in the alley
Fuck your anorexic neglects it
Fuck a Lexus
I`m doing drivebys on XXX BMX`s

[Bugz]
I know a girl who said she`s prio
And her sign is a Leo
Bugzy fucked her in a Regal
And then she took me to my P.O.
Fuck rollin` ceelo
I`m down to a c-note
Lost a g` rollin` dice at that punk ass casino
But fuck it (shit) cuz when times get bad
See me and drag with the mags
On unsuspecting fags (bitch)
I gotta shoot
Bitch you got the boot
And hurry up with it
I`m trying to catch this prostitute (I got ten)

[Kuniva]
I`m the nigga that spotted ya
Spit something hot at ya
Rip your Nautica
Saw you backstage and shot at ya
And kill subliminally
You can go on
And spin your group name 25 times in one song
I`ll still write about you
Hip hop is better off without you
Blowing niggas outta they bathrobes
And funky house shoes
For the hell of it
I fuck Missy Elliott
Don`t give a fuck if her belly gets
In my way, I`m still nailing it
Got this verbal tech nine
Spitting at you for telling shit
Get this dead body off the mic
I`m fuckin smelling it

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