Proof - Proof Freestyle (Invasion) lyrics
[Proof - Proof Freestyle Invasion lyrics]
Ayo, for that nigga Green Lantern
You know what I'm sayin'?
D12, Big Proof (haha)
Representin' the Shady Records family
(Kuniva) , Obie Trice, 50 Cent
(Kon Artis, Swifty, Bizzy, shady)
You know what I mean?
So I'ma do this man, you know what I mean?
D12 all day y'all niggas out there spittin'
Venoms and shit, right?
I ain't even gotta say your name
Y'all can't even rap
You know what I'm sayin'? So I do my thing
Listen, listen
Ayo let L lick his lips and Em hate his mom
I'm the Genghis Khan of rap
Dangerous on tracks
Came to diss the wack, weak
The plain garbage
I crave for respect so don't
Act like I ain't starvin' (I'm hungry)
You a pitiful wack rhymer, you a bitch nigga
Oh, you get it from yo' momma
I bomb your armour till your limbs
And branches of your tree tim's
Murk the world, no way we can be friends
Proof is none of your semen
Believin' anything
Breathin' around a heathen
Must be rush to receivin'
Peace to Young Z and, Pacewon, ain't none
Ready to spit fire, bitch I'm a lace blunt
And what they lace me with
You can't replace the kid
My words be like surgery makin' faces lift
I'm a Matrix glitch, call me deja vu
I daze your crew
Niggas know not to hate at Proof
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
It's like that it's like that, D12 man
We can rhyme, we can spit
We can do whatever, you know what I'm sayin'
We can spit with the rhymes
We can spit with the nines
You know what I'm sayin'?
Motherfuckers wanna rhyme
Motherfuckers wanna get in this
Little political game
To boost their sales at retail
You know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't into that shit, nigga
We doin' this for life, nigga
We doin' this shit for real
Think what you wanna think
Let the purple pills shake and fill you
Don't think you can't get popped
Outside of popular music, nigga
You heard me? Just cuz they go pop don't
Mean the niggas won't pop, nigga
Shit don't get the Hollywood shit
Fucked up cuz you see me on TV all the time
And we do it bigger than y'all
Remember that though
We do it bigger than y'all
That means we make more money than y'all
We get more money than y'all
We get our way more than y'all
Y'all wanna go to war don't go to war with
Motherfucking shanks and bats (haha)
Nigga cuz we come to motherfucking
War with tanks and gats
It's a difference nigga
And niggas grow up baby
It's a grown man world, I ain't playin' man
I ain't losin' man, none of my niggas
Listen, ask somebody
Put your head to the ground, nigga
Detroit City
You know what I'm sayin'?
D12, Big Proof (haha)
Representin' the Shady Records family
(Kuniva) , Obie Trice, 50 Cent
(Kon Artis, Swifty, Bizzy, shady)
You know what I mean?
So I'ma do this man, you know what I mean?
D12 all day y'all niggas out there spittin'
Venoms and shit, right?
I ain't even gotta say your name
Y'all can't even rap
You know what I'm sayin'? So I do my thing
Listen, listen
Ayo let L lick his lips and Em hate his mom
I'm the Genghis Khan of rap
Dangerous on tracks
Came to diss the wack, weak
The plain garbage
I crave for respect so don't
Act like I ain't starvin' (I'm hungry)
You a pitiful wack rhymer, you a bitch nigga
Oh, you get it from yo' momma
I bomb your armour till your limbs
And branches of your tree tim's
Murk the world, no way we can be friends
Proof is none of your semen
Believin' anything
Breathin' around a heathen
Must be rush to receivin'
Peace to Young Z and, Pacewon, ain't none
Ready to spit fire, bitch I'm a lace blunt
And what they lace me with
You can't replace the kid
My words be like surgery makin' faces lift
I'm a Matrix glitch, call me deja vu
I daze your crew
Niggas know not to hate at Proof
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
I'ma shoot at all y'all
For fucking with my dogs
It's like that it's like that, D12 man
We can rhyme, we can spit
We can do whatever, you know what I'm sayin'
We can spit with the rhymes
We can spit with the nines
You know what I'm sayin'?
Motherfuckers wanna rhyme
Motherfuckers wanna get in this
Little political game
To boost their sales at retail
You know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't into that shit, nigga
We doin' this for life, nigga
We doin' this shit for real
Think what you wanna think
Let the purple pills shake and fill you
Don't think you can't get popped
Outside of popular music, nigga
You heard me? Just cuz they go pop don't
Mean the niggas won't pop, nigga
Shit don't get the Hollywood shit
Fucked up cuz you see me on TV all the time
And we do it bigger than y'all
Remember that though
We do it bigger than y'all
That means we make more money than y'all
We get more money than y'all
We get our way more than y'all
Y'all wanna go to war don't go to war with
Motherfucking shanks and bats (haha)
Nigga cuz we come to motherfucking
War with tanks and gats
It's a difference nigga
And niggas grow up baby
It's a grown man world, I ain't playin' man
I ain't losin' man, none of my niggas
Listen, ask somebody
Put your head to the ground, nigga
Detroit City