Bizarre, Kuniva, Seven the General - Rap's Finest lyrics

I go by the name of DJ Young Mase!
Live from St andrews niggas!
All the way from 7 Mile and Stout bizarre'!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uhhhh
Bam bam boom-bip, return of the psycho
Friday the 13th, nigga I'm Michael
Bad man, Boogeyman
Whatever you wanna call me ho
Westside Detroit, that's Bizarre's barrio
You a sorry ho, I'll pull that tool
I'll act a fool nigga
You'll get smoked like some Kools
I catch a lot of cases, smack a lot of faces
Rap 101 nigga it's back to the basics
Stuck in the zone, blowin microphones
Wild the fuck out nigga, leave me alone!
Dope fiend, hydro-codeine, mescalines
Bloody murder scene, Bizarre kill a teen
Get back, get smacked, I'll blast a four
Fuck the chit-chat
The impact'll blast your door
I'm so hardcore and so wild
Black labrador, Mixed witg Grey Chow!

Ladies and gentlemen! Live from Runyon Ave!
One-fourth of D12! Eastside's finest!
The Derelict, Kuniva'!

Uhh, what up?
Yo, straight out yo' mammy throat
A derelict
Watch it or get your granny smoked
Sawed-off shotty under my nanny coat
I'm C-Murder in his prime in the Cali yo
Cruisin the streets
Who want a piece of this cold calico?
Up in Jackson relaxin, third tier action
Give a nigga face a slashin
At my court case laughin
Pants saggin, pistol brandishin, blast it
Vanishin
Drastic, ambulance pullin up, casket managin
Now you stiff like a plastic mannequin
We about that, pull a gat right where your
Mouth at and you panickin
Angrier than young Anakin
I throw bullets like a
Flag challengin a play
Hollows hit his abdomen
'niva's a beast, stalkin the east
Packin a piece
Nobody dies, I wanna get it crackin at least
We can fight, I do scrappin with ease
So watch your tone when you
'round here askin for me
Get off my dick bitch!

Ladies and gentlemen, we still goin strong!
Back to 7 Mile's finest
My nigga, Seven the General'!

Sir yes sir
Yadada-mean, amphetamines and Vicodins
I'm nitrogen, 7 Mile's fist-fightingest
I'm lightin this bitch up
Bizarre said "Get 'em dogg"
So I'm gon' sic 'em like
Vick said "Finish y'all"
And I administer pain like a sinister
Sick son-of-a-bitch from Israel
I chemist raw yeah I cook cocaine and such
And blow propane, threw out a Dutch
I'm 7 Mile as fuck
But that's the Westside in me
Bag up, buff up yay's and floor Hemi's
(Hemi's)
Fo'-fo' semi (semi) fo' do' Sentry (Sentry)
Grams in a Sinchie
Sandwich bag full of empties (empty)
Mashin to NC cause my shit sells (sells)
My shit's swell so I'm live from the Braile
(Braile)
On the MILE with D12, 50 pounds in a bail
Do a round for the town
50 rounds and a scale (Seven)

We not done yet! MIC representer!
The King of Detroit! Royce Nickel Nine!
Get 'em'!

The llama kinda scary, comparin it to Suge
Before I shoot a nigga have
Him actin all good
You can call me Tyler Perry
The bar you know is raised
You can take her cause she faker
Than your mom on braids
Like Stevie I'm blind to the bark and behave
You've seen me online drunk
With arsenals waved i go off on the brave
The same to the fearful aim at your head
Put your thoughts on a page!
Wear a clip, air a clip
You can call me Aerosmith
+D MC+'s +Run+ when they +Walk This Way+
? MIC niggas, we busy, don't speak to me
Bitches is smitten by the
Written lyrical wizardry
Switch the, flow up, so what, I'm tote, uh
Ridin with my angel like Lo la, uh
Recognize I'm about to blow up, though I blew
Not the fame but the breathalyzer, ah
I'm through (hahaha)

Last but not least representin Brick City
All the way from North New Jersey
Mr funk Doctor Spock redman'!

Yeah, yes sir, thank you Bizarre
Gilla House niggas! Yo!

I'm a mad dog nigga, Cujo
So the +Dee+ watch me now like I'm Kool Moe
I'm overseas turnin weed into euro
Now I'm back to +Draw Four+ like Uno
Fuck your girl roll, I never stop gettin it
I keep runnin like your toilet need jigglin
You're loud but your mouth
Don't match the dividends
Your rock hard flow sound a lil' impotent
I only got sixteen, but my sixteen
Like sixteen kids shot my six teens
Trenchcoat, I empty 'til the clip clean
A one-shot like Tyson hit Mitch Green
Ask my siblings, I got a problem
Your punchlines won't make it
Out of Round ONE!
Birds, love to flaunt all around him
You want a bad boy? You found one get money!