D12 - Eminem's Basement (Freestyle) lyrics
[D12 - Eminem's Basement Freestyle lyrics]
It looks a little different
It's Eminem's basement
It's Big Tig here to raise a little hell
Puttin' it down wit' Green Lan and D12
You know how we do, the whole damn family
Representin' DWJLB
Representin', pass the mic to the left
What is it my thang size
Or the way that I talk?
Is it the clothes that I wear
Or the way that I walk?
That's making you stare at me with this glare
That let's me know that you're unaware
About this Glock in my underwear
It's just another day in the life
Of me making a widow out of a wife
With a happy life
Yup, better up walk it away player
These hay makers don't last longer
Than an energizer pacemaker
Dude, dude, dude yo, yo
Um, where I'm at, where I'm at
I'm right here
Ay yo, my name is big Proof
You know me, holla at a fast freak
That's got R-Kelly's name tatted
On their ass cheek
I blast heat at your feminine flow
And watch your chest leak in the
Street like the "Eminem Show"
What are you trying to blow
Guns that we've got we're from the "D Town"
We're bound you shoot we get the rebound
You understand, I'll reduce your squad
If Will Smith is Ali then Proof is God
Yo, honestly I don't even know if
I can come after that (Yes he can)
Ay yo, In my mind I'm a fighter
My heart's a lighter my soul is the fluid
My flow sparks it right up
But arsenic writer
Author with arthritis, carpal tunnel
Marshall will start shit-itis
Hard headed and hot headed
Bull headed and pig headed
Dick headed a prick, a big headache I'm sick
Quick-witted for every lyric spitted
There are 6 critics who wait for
Me to slip wit' it
So quick, this dynamite stick, bury the wick
It's gonna explode any minute
Some lunatic lit it and it's not Nelly
Do not tell me to stop yelling
When I stop selling I quit so stop dwelling
I am not failing you fuckers are not ready
Cause I got jelly, like Beyonce's pot belly
This is destiny, yes, money
I'm off running so get off of me
I am not slowing or softening no apologies
I make on this-
(Put the mic down, the cords too hot)
It's Eminem's basement
It's Big Tig here to raise a little hell
Puttin' it down wit' Green Lan and D12
You know how we do, the whole damn family
Representin' DWJLB
Representin', pass the mic to the left
What is it my thang size
Or the way that I talk?
Is it the clothes that I wear
Or the way that I walk?
That's making you stare at me with this glare
That let's me know that you're unaware
About this Glock in my underwear
It's just another day in the life
Of me making a widow out of a wife
With a happy life
Yup, better up walk it away player
These hay makers don't last longer
Than an energizer pacemaker
Dude, dude, dude yo, yo
Um, where I'm at, where I'm at
I'm right here
Ay yo, my name is big Proof
You know me, holla at a fast freak
That's got R-Kelly's name tatted
On their ass cheek
I blast heat at your feminine flow
And watch your chest leak in the
Street like the "Eminem Show"
What are you trying to blow
Guns that we've got we're from the "D Town"
We're bound you shoot we get the rebound
You understand, I'll reduce your squad
If Will Smith is Ali then Proof is God
Yo, honestly I don't even know if
I can come after that (Yes he can)
Ay yo, In my mind I'm a fighter
My heart's a lighter my soul is the fluid
My flow sparks it right up
But arsenic writer
Author with arthritis, carpal tunnel
Marshall will start shit-itis
Hard headed and hot headed
Bull headed and pig headed
Dick headed a prick, a big headache I'm sick
Quick-witted for every lyric spitted
There are 6 critics who wait for
Me to slip wit' it
So quick, this dynamite stick, bury the wick
It's gonna explode any minute
Some lunatic lit it and it's not Nelly
Do not tell me to stop yelling
When I stop selling I quit so stop dwelling
I am not failing you fuckers are not ready
Cause I got jelly, like Beyonce's pot belly
This is destiny, yes, money
I'm off running so get off of me
I am not slowing or softening no apologies
I make on this-
(Put the mic down, the cords too hot)