Proof Derty Promo
[Verse 1]
This is a message from god, espionage
A lesson of hard beef, leave your chest in your {yard?}
Mentions of mayhem, cause y'all rubbing off the ? like ? for gay men
Focus is breaking, graffiti your membrane, believe in the first words, the media's insane
My pen feigns, ain't the paper, turn the ? into flavor
Break the neighbor's ???
(Fuck this, in ?)
I said it got ? to the master ? exactly wrong, my gat's chrome, blow you like a saxophone, crack your bones
Back at home still relax my dome, that's my rest, why test, the almighty I.F
I'm for the bread with the moldy crust, the good die young son, ain't old enough
Yes man, ? up, Big Proof
We colder than the richest titty bear naked in the igloo
How you gonna battle with raps when I got more platinum plaques than ? got naps
Slap your forehead like Ben Hill, make many chill, it ain't know the stuff to pee without any skill
Mostly female, sayin (Proof wouldn't be as seen if he wasn't down with D12)
I tell you like this, check my hist, you respectless bastard, then slit your neck and wrist
He'll only sell cause he write the owner The Source is right and he still never gave him 5 mics
[Chorus]
Ayo coming to a block near you it's Dirty Dozen
Nasty like a fat slut whore with 30 husbands
When I was 5 I was already f..cking
Playing X rated cassettes and Teddy Ruxbin
Coming to a block near you it's Dirty Dozen
Nasty like a fat slut whore with 30 husbands
I used to walk up and down the block cussin'
Locked at ? at 10 for Glock bustin'
[Verse 2]
(One two and you don't stop, come on , one two and you won't quit, come on, one two and you don't stop. Hip-hop y'all, hip-hop come on)
I ain't start D12, I never rock mics, I ain't never been an unsigned hype in my life
I ain't got a deal, I never scrap in clubs, I never be seen with a pack of thugs
And ? don't dropkick fools, these are the optic fuels of the haters
Stop and lose the gossip, {nonsense?} with tonsils
Vibe off my rhyming, I'm in a position of shining
Grinding, doing the eclipse, me with the Oldsmobile convertible
Heard a flow and breathe fire
P higher than God, the Ali
Popping pills, stop and chill on Runyan
Young gun, that ain't Japanese but a shogun
And blew one slug through your lung
Did you hear me? listen *tapping on mic*
Your lung
Hold onto your heart like Sam ?
And concern your witness, what I stand for
Shady, Kon Artis, Kuniva, Swifty, Obie, Kanza, S and Bizzy
To all the haters and special agents
If there was no Proof you have no occupation
Y'all niggas have no destination, (special agents no destination, come on)
[Chorus]
Ayo coming to a block near you it's Dirty Dozen
Nasty like a fat slut whore with 30 husbands
When I was 5 I was already f..cking
Playing X rated cassettes and Teddy Ruxbin
Coming to a block near you it's Dirty Dozen
Nasty like a fat slut whore with 30 husbands
I used to walk up and down the block cussin'
Locked at ? at 10 for Glock bustin'
