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Rap City Freestyle (2004)
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D12
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I'm the one they call in to torture ya smackin ya chick And forcin her in the backseat of an old Korsaka (sp?) Kuniva's the silent type, under the silence is a violent life Usually followed by sirens and lights get ya throat cut From this tyrants knife I'm high as a kite and my get away Driver is drivin right messin wit Hans'll get ya flipped like A baton deadliest bomb that wrapped around rappers like Collumbine You wanna get us? I'm tired of waitin, for every brother that showed me love There's five of 'em hatin I graded blazin thirty eight without grazin When D12 signed everthing started changin I'm savagin your duckets Grabbin a bucket for the muckus get sucked, you ain't gettin nothin But a missile or cannon and I ain't with your misunderstandin I'll (sh*t) on a man and his damn family I'm strapped with raw rap, there's nothin less than facts I keep heat like soldiers with (guns?) that I wreck I stack money, no jack homie I been gettin dough Fall for that (b*t*h) Mya three videos in a row I'm stuck when I tiptoe, big dog walkin Tissue paper hangin from my (???) talkin Spiteful ??? rootin for one of these kennedies fallin Spiteful (rifle)
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