D12 - Filthy lyrics

Fucks fat ass, nasty dirty niggas, uhhh
FILTH, shit! Fuckin' filth! yeah
LA LA LA, la la la la, la LA!

Ayo, my style bust holes in the earth
Crush the crust by the dirtiest
Heathen specialize in stoppin' breathin'
My legion'll bleed man
What do you believe in?
(Heaven and Hell) Make your grill swell
It ain't hard to tell
I work spells, all wicked like Gargamel
Put hand first, the red bursts another victim
Nah man, let the morgue pick 'em

Cancel the hash shit
I'm fillin' my glands full of acid
Two hands full of ass
Dancin' with Angela Bassett
Make plans for the casket
Your head lands in a basket
A dead man's in the plastic
I got red hands and the mask fit's
(yeah Em) Fuckin' rap pervert, I serve dirt
My sick thoughts get all mixed
Up like rainbow sherbert
Get every nerve hurt - spot a
Mic and walk toward it
My whole click'll beat yo' fuckin
Ass and camcord it

Somebody hide me, too many hoes on my dick
Smoked all your "Hay
" who wants to start the Crucial Conflict?
I'm the big daddy smokin' blunts in Cali
Ill enough to do a driveby on
A stay in school rally
Stop stop knockin' cause ain't nobody there
Hoes with AIDS I still fuck BARE!
Cause I, I just don't care
I'll enough to fuck up, all yo' dental care
When Bizarre kid comes through
You better yell mayday
While you was havin' "Good Times
" I +dyno-mite+ Kujo and JJ

HAHA, yeah yeah bitch!
I get helmet from stank crackheads
And read my kids horror stories when
I lay 'em to bed ridin bikes butt naked
Gettin frisked by policemen
FUCK Christmas - this is
Take your gift season
Beatin kids up for no reason
Take lunch boxes and all
Gettin high off mushrooms and play
"A Friendly Game of Dodgeball"
BITCH! YEAH! Aiyyo

You're battlin the Dirty Dozen
That don't pay
You god damn right punk, stay outta my way