D12 - Shit Can Happen lyrics

Bitch yeah
Shit can happen, shit can happen
Shit can happen, shit can happen
Shit can happen, shit can happen
Shit can happen, shit can happen

That's right motherfuckers, we back
Same slanging, orangatanging
Wilding out on hoodrats
They say I act like I'm
Too famous to say "Hi"
And tell 'em what my name is
But really I'm still nameless
You niggas don't get it yet, do you?
Deal or not, platinum or flop
I still put it through you
With a Luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch
By a bitch like Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
That we won't deal wit' you in
Front of St andrew's still?
You gay rappers better learn that
I won't stop until I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow that roll you got
You gon' see these Runyon Ave niggas
That really need some Prozac
Fo' sho' that, ask the others
Brigade'll lay you down
Next to your mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight (What up, dawg?)
And half the niggas I give dap
To I don't even like (What up?)
The same cat who never gave
A damn about your name
I gives a fuck about it like
The next LA clippers' game (Fucking bitch)
I kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom
(Punk) you and your madame
It's really unexplainable how I have 'em
(That's right)
Who call theyself screaming about a challenge
(What?) nigga we got a gift while you
Barely making it off mere talent
My skills are deeply embedded even
Your ho said it (Uh, huh)
She was knock kneed, I fucked her
Now she's bow legged
In the middle of rapping, I drop the mic
(What?) and have a stare down and jump
In the crowd and start scrapping (Bitch)
Kuniv' and Kon Artis, my nigga
We get it cracking (That's right)
While the paramedics pick you up
We on the side, laughing
(Ha ha haha)

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh
Shit can happen to him and yo' ass
You can be touched, don't think you can't
'Cause niggas ain't fuckin around no more
Man
This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh
Shit can happen to him and yo' ass
You can be touched, don't think you can't
'Cause niggas ain't fuckin around no more
Man

The feds can't hold me (Why?) , I hold feds
I was born with a dark ass cloud over my head
(Uh, huh) raining acid
(Man)
You can't refrain from getting yo' ass kicked
'Cause you talk too much, you asked for it
(Woah, woah, woah)
I'm on some massive shit, everybody ignore me
They wouldn't fuck with me if I
Was performing at an orgy
These niggas get confronted
Then they change stories (What up now?)
I cut you and they
Thinking everything's hunky dory
I even have you pouring me
The gasoline for me
Pulling up slowly, cocktailing your homie
You met a lot of niggas
But you wouldn't wanna know me (For real)
Yo' ass might not even make
It home wit' your Rollie
Don't even try, in your system like E coli
Trying to beef with me, nigga please
Yo' people die i'm so wicked that my
Mama gave birth illegally (Uh, huh)
I survived the abortion immediately, surprise
(Aah)

Picture me sitting in a jail cell rotting
(Shit)
Or barricaded in a motel with twelve shotguns
So when the cops come knocking
Each hand's got one
Cocked, ready to dump slugs heavy as shotputs
One man army, guns can't harm me
Young and ornery, worse than my Uncle Ronnie
Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me
I can't stop airing out my dirty laundry
Middle fingers flipped at censorship
Your friends just flipped over
The swift penmanship
Ever since I spit some shit on Infinite
I've been giving it a hundred and ten percent
'Cause when I vent
Most of my energy's spent on enemies
Eighty percent of what I invent is Hennessy
(burp)
Twenty percent is from being hungry as sin
10's because I love being under your skin
Yeah (Shit)
Shit can happen, so stick to rapping
Quit the yapping or I'ma lift the MAC and
That can lead to another mishap happening
Skip the crap
Get the can of whoopass cracking

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh
Shit can happen to him and yo' ass
You can be touched, don't think you can't
'Cause niggas ain't fuckin around no more
Man
This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh
Shit can happen to him and yo' ass
You can be touched, don't think you can't
'Cause niggas ain't fuckin around no more
Man it can and it will (Nigga, nigga)
Fuck around with Amityville
And you die, insanity spills
From the mentality of twelve motherfuckers
In six different bodies with
Their personalities split
Fucking you up with hit after hit
Sticking you up with clip after clip
Making you suck dick after dick
Dirty motherfucking dozen the Kon Artis
Motherfucking Peter S bizarre swifty MC Vay
The Kuniva dirty father-fucking Harry
Putting you down in a cemetery
You get buried all you of you motherfuckers
Suck our motherfucking cocks
We are not playing we are not playing
We are not bullshitting
This is not a motherfucking joke
All of you motherfuckers get smoked