Bizarre, D12 - Nuthin' at All lyrics

My 44 be giving liposuction
I blow a hole through your stomach open it
Up you'll be spillin your own guts
I'm a mad man, a walking trash can
You get beat with my bare hands
Fuck a last chance
A mac-milli will smack you silly
The epitome of what really can
Be the definition of misery
I'm never missing I'm hittin' it
I murder mittiney
Curb stompin' and puncturing kidney
They put a nigga on "Ripley's"
Bitches I ain't working
I'm on sick leave I take
Your ability to breathe (nigga)
What a nigga need is a millimeter to eat
Have'em kissing on millipedes all
In the street

In a fight, I'm first to throw a brick


First to load the clip, first to talk shit
But the last one to split
When the shit get thick
Stupid bitch get hit with the 4-5th
I'm an Ex-con who fought in Vietnam
Every night I'm thinking about a bomb
(oh shit)
My dick so many places, all I do is laugh
Big hoes, fat hoes even baby giraffes
I'm On "Fear Factor" eatin'
Worms and broccoli
Tomato, Mustard, mixed with Guatamali
Started a group with Flava
Flav "The funny Pack"
I dj and scratch while he smoke crack

Now who want it with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we taking it back
Cuz we don't want y'all to
Get it twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at all
Now who fucking with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we takin it back
And We don't y'all to get twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at all

I'm sure ya mama told you
Nigga that drugs kill (yeah)
If karma doesn't catch up with
You then slugs will
Now everybody saying they real
And they hug steal (fo' real)
'Till they find'em layin dead in
This tub with blood spill
All over the floor, carpet to wall
I'm talking to y'all
You can call your peoples my
Nigga I'm sparking'em all
Barking at dogs that's bitin' for real
Starvin' and fightin' for meal
Bizarre got Vicodin pills
Swift And Denaun ain't likely to
Chill they hot headed
You a bitch yeah I said it
I bet if God let it happen then it's over
Kuniva's out of his wig (yeah)
I just shot up his crib and
Knock the snot outta his kids

Mr porter, Brigade, sideways to next life
You in the way and you subject
To be one with this knife
I clear up a Bitches sight
Straight Lasik Surgery
Y'all run to emergency with an aching urgency
Yeah I'm nice
Courteously escort you to the infirmary
7 mile
Runyon Ave 'till they straight up bury me
You expect us to believe that
You scrappin' when it costs
When you bought a fucking 40
For a dog you lost
And ain't talking 'bout a dog you loss
I'm talking about a fuckin puppy when
I'm sayin' 'bout a doggy loss
I scatter cries when I'm haulin' off
Molotov a nigga cross his head
With a bottle of Scotch

Now who want it with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we taking it back
Cuz we don't want y'all to
Get it twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at all
Now who fucking with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we takin it back
And We don't y'all to get twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at all

Don't get it twisted nigga we here nigga
Whoever said Scrapping isn't a sport
Got me and Bizzy in court
Shadowboxing an invisible assault
Proof gon give it to ya raw like ODB
Homey please who better than
D-twease and Obie T (Shady)
Phony G's walkin' and talkin'
Never cocking a caulk gun macaulay Caulkin
Actors we droppin' ya coffins
When my mac speak
You have an RIP list Tatted
So long from ya neck to ya ass cheek
And actually
We're murderers load my Glock weeded
Your life is like fat people
Legs it's not needed see how high P is
Steamin' in the snow like hot pee is
D12 we got this biatch

Now who want it with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we taking it back
Cuz we don't want y'all to
Get it twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at all
Now who fucking with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we takin it back
And we don't y'all to get twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at all