D12 - Keep Talkin' Lyrics
[Green Lantern - Intro]Yeah...Detroit, Mother*****a...DJ Green Lantern (The Evil Genius)D12, We ain't goin' nowhere...We still smokin' crack, nigga...(laugh) Let 'em know...[Eminem - Chorus]*****, Keep Talkin'Keep on poppin off, with them jaws becauseWe ain't stoppin'We ain't got to prove shit to yallSo all yall can lick the balls andKeep Walkin'!Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'Cause we ain't stoppin' causeYou ain't stoppin' us!We ain't got to prove shit to yallSo all yall can lick the balls andKeep Walkin'!(Come on!)[Kuniva](Yo) The Derelict's backI'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxedI even sold my therapist crackYou niggas is *****es, straight up, I'm bearing the factsI love ***** with all my heart, but I married to gats (gun clicks)And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play with meI'll blow your tattoos all over your bank reciepts (glass shattering)Kids an' all get hit, peers and allThe Mosberg'll take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)Kuniva's, street talkerHeatsparker, the beefstarterPacking guns when I'm sleepwalking (*****, Keep Talkin')Throw a firebomb down your chimneyWhile you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes *****in' a semiKnife with the hands, never bow down to another manI was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bandsSmother your plan!Sever your hand and your legsAnd mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head![Swift] I'm the only one, you *****, that touch yaType of brother that'll ***** your motherWith a fish net rubber (scream)A belligerent and rowdy mother*****aThat'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on AtellaWhen it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'I change your language with a stainlessI'm contained with an anguish to leave you famousI'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face withNiggas don't say shit, ***** your hype manIf there's a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)Cause I can, You get squashed like pop pansI'll be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)I'm about to sell your mama bud, and lace itSo when she fire it up she coughin' bloodI love to see 'em lay shitI'm made to behave in this caseYou try to be brave in a rage your legs will be replaced[Chorus](Bizzy, come on!)[Bizarre]I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja RuleI'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll probably sueNext week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)The first time I had sex, a dirty mattressNo condom, my grandmother bent over backwards (Ugh!)Bizarre been *****in' raw all summerLet's make a trade: My wife for your brotherSyke! I'm not bisexualI'm an intellectual transexual with one testicle (One nut)And I ain't saying shit 'cause it rhymeI got colon cancer...I'm dyin[Proof](Yay Yay!)Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')(Come on)I'm probably the bestGod in the fleshBlow your heart out of your chestAnd your chest out of your vestLeave your body a mess, streets bloody as hellStudy my trail, I cut him he fellA druggie on bail, nutty as wellWith search light, bud he revealedDead or in jailThey're headed for hell...Together with bells and blonde guyGet your lungs hardLeave you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)We can take this from your front door to your CEO officeGot the key to your coffin to pee on you oftenLeavin' your office, we takin' overOr get China White, mixed with baking sodaYa hear me...GET CRACK![Eminem]*****in' Crackheads!And this is just mixtape shit, you *****in' morons!This ain't brains over brawnThis is bullies over *****in' pussies!(Laugh) Come on!
