Proof - Derty Harry lyrics
[Proof - Derty Harry lyrics]
Kaiser, Big Proof it’s that underground shit
JL in the house, ya know I’m right?
Bello, Super MC, Fat Killahz n! King Gordy
Hey them horns ain't extensions n, listen
Real shit, ha
Face to face you got no heart
When I blow sparks
You lean on me like Joe Clark
My mind is so dark
Your superficial, nuclear Missile
Hit your body and your bones
And not loose the gristle
Proofs official, D12 trademarker
Male, no "S, " big brave heart
Y'all ain't even listen
No S big backwards is Gibson
Mel Gibson bravehearted now on to my mission
And since then no failure
I promisеd God to commit homicide to
N wantin a free ride
Like thе Amistad, I'm alive
And just started Anger Management too
Like Bionic Jive body ya mind
Dyin' to ride like Bonnie and Clyde
Influenced the greatest like Ronnie and Todd
It ain't no problem too hard
My solo like Do Lo, been gettin' it
Like I ain't been shittin' it!
(Y'all done start it) derty Harry
Contract mothafucker lets roll it right now!
(Y'all done start it) derty Harry
You the one on this (Y'all done start it)
Derty Harry proof nigga I'm a wolf
(Y'all done start it) derty Harry
You can get some now!
In high school of course I was
The best in the lunchroom
Don't make me get up out my
Seat bitch and punch you
I freestyle for fun but write for wealth
I'm so dope n even bite myself
I rap it with rapid fire
Blasting iron at a Baptist choir
And then at the black Messiah
We gat for hire to let the techs growl
Put something in your body worse
Then the West Nile
I was born out of test tube glass
I suggest you blast n
Or catch sum flesh wound fast
I ain't met a man that can wrestle gats
I'm right behind the top rappers
Like a Neptune track
Ya LP, I slept through that
Now guess who back
Unless you strapped with a vest and two gats
I suggest you pack
I'll spread you flat then rescue rap
Hit your body so much that
Your flash won't match muthafucker!
Fuck Osama for bombing in
The racing buildings i'll bust him and hide
Him like Jason Williams
(I heard Bizzare and D12
Be raping children!?)
Cut the hype dyke I'm trying
To make a million
Take this pill then call me when you sober up
Turn the dyke from glad to groupies
Make'em hold my nuts
Seldom-ly seen, Elvis the King
But, it's Em that's got these
Kids nailed to the screen
I held the team, IF
I got something on my chest
Thats hard to digest
I hear the streets talk and sing
Offering cause jacking my rapping
They mad cause I'm flossing bling
I lost my steam but a demon
In human flesh hyped my up
Now my team is tightly cut
So sugar, sugar, salt, salt
If you didn't get off it's not my fault
The dog is back and y'all n!
JL in the house, ya know I’m right?
Bello, Super MC, Fat Killahz n! King Gordy
Hey them horns ain't extensions n, listen
Real shit, ha
Face to face you got no heart
When I blow sparks
You lean on me like Joe Clark
My mind is so dark
Your superficial, nuclear Missile
Hit your body and your bones
And not loose the gristle
Proofs official, D12 trademarker
Male, no "S, " big brave heart
Y'all ain't even listen
No S big backwards is Gibson
Mel Gibson bravehearted now on to my mission
And since then no failure
I promisеd God to commit homicide to
N wantin a free ride
Like thе Amistad, I'm alive
And just started Anger Management too
Like Bionic Jive body ya mind
Dyin' to ride like Bonnie and Clyde
Influenced the greatest like Ronnie and Todd
It ain't no problem too hard
My solo like Do Lo, been gettin' it
Like I ain't been shittin' it!
(Y'all done start it) derty Harry
Contract mothafucker lets roll it right now!
(Y'all done start it) derty Harry
You the one on this (Y'all done start it)
Derty Harry proof nigga I'm a wolf
(Y'all done start it) derty Harry
You can get some now!
In high school of course I was
The best in the lunchroom
Don't make me get up out my
Seat bitch and punch you
I freestyle for fun but write for wealth
I'm so dope n even bite myself
I rap it with rapid fire
Blasting iron at a Baptist choir
And then at the black Messiah
We gat for hire to let the techs growl
Put something in your body worse
Then the West Nile
I was born out of test tube glass
I suggest you blast n
Or catch sum flesh wound fast
I ain't met a man that can wrestle gats
I'm right behind the top rappers
Like a Neptune track
Ya LP, I slept through that
Now guess who back
Unless you strapped with a vest and two gats
I suggest you pack
I'll spread you flat then rescue rap
Hit your body so much that
Your flash won't match muthafucker!
Fuck Osama for bombing in
The racing buildings i'll bust him and hide
Him like Jason Williams
(I heard Bizzare and D12
Be raping children!?)
Cut the hype dyke I'm trying
To make a million
Take this pill then call me when you sober up
Turn the dyke from glad to groupies
Make'em hold my nuts
Seldom-ly seen, Elvis the King
But, it's Em that's got these
Kids nailed to the screen
I held the team, IF
I got something on my chest
Thats hard to digest
I hear the streets talk and sing
Offering cause jacking my rapping
They mad cause I'm flossing bling
I lost my steam but a demon
In human flesh hyped my up
Now my team is tightly cut
So sugar, sugar, salt, salt
If you didn't get off it's not my fault
The dog is back and y'all n!