D12 - Loyalty Lyrics
[Eminem-intro]Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha'*****a's think they know us)G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Trizzie!Doc-Drizzie!, Shade-Slizzie!, slash Aftermath!Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo!Mutha'*****a!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow!Someone betta' tell them so. . .[Swifty McVay]You don't me, McVay and I doubt if you understand meWhy would I give a ***** about you if we ain't family?I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that's behind meWitness the most potest' furocious *****s that rhymeThese *****es turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did shitWhen you rappin' never mix bussiness up with your friendshipIf you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo'?*****s's don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codesFar as static, I automaticly get medievalWhen i'm after people, then i'll explode you *****es with C-4These hoe's, have no insurance, bodies get repo'Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat closeKeepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throatIf you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close*****'s pupils that's what I do, i'm foolish will shoot youCuz' i'm coo-coo, But I don't think *****s can take in heat tho'Chours x2[Kon Artist]See i'm a man, and a man gon' do what he gotta doAnd he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to youIf they was really soldiers then they would do what we doAnd be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you[Bizarre]I don't give a *****, i'm quick to blaze chronicSmoke on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonicBizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to 'Nuns and WifesNow who the ***** want to fight?Ain't nobody *****ing with me, Ain't nobody *****ing with the D'They get beat like a M-PYou heard about Bizarre taking all them drugsYou heard about Proof wil'ing in the clubsYou heard about that nine that Eminem packsYou diss us, you get you're *****ing face crackedI'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're houseNext day, i'll pee in you're mouth. .[Obie Trice]Aiyyo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit secondI showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect itMost of these *****s neglect itEven though it's a known methodFrom the hectic hood that you slept inYou wanna' be an exeptionThat's when the weapon is leaving you're half steppingWith that 'caine in you're left handObie from a section that'll stain up you're flesh andHave you on bare breastQuestionin' you're affection for streetsD-Twizzie no questionOne of the best groups that done itAnd Obie is their reflectionLil' homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin'D-Twizzie fo' life, Obie Trice is second. .Chours x2[Proof]Which one of you *****s wanna' be ?boltion? bump headsWhen I got a passion for clappin'. . .with one handTalent's on my roster this mobster's in dump landSend a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk bedsNever leave the crib without packing my black burnerOn some T. Ali rapper to merk a have murdaIncorporated, Hitman Herry is at you're serviceReach for me one more gain' and thats closedFor life as D12, no ice and spreewellsEvery night that I chill in, I fight by free-willKnowing I can be killedLeaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shootAnd a liecense to illWe lost Bugz and i'll be damed if we loose another man from our clanWithout forcing our handEstorting you're family, i'll torture you're grannyFor my *****'s, i'm on you're mother*****ing porch with a 'CammyChours x2[Kuniva + Kon Artis]Yo its funny how *****s get caught along (and get bombed on)Knocking teeth in back of you're throat (and break you're jaw bone)(I'm on ignorant shit) these *****s is *****Pass me a cigarrete quick (shit is finna' get thick)Yo' man i'll get split (by a brutal and critical hit)With identical dent (or bullets with identical prints)I'm wishing you if (you come you're Lutenints a snitch)You teminant fick (and we know you ain't finna' do shit)I'll stick with my clique (The Kon Artist Bomb Artist)Kuniva The Rida' (Shooting through you're *****ing Long John garmets)Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street)Unbelivable heat, we'll even lay you out infront of the chief of policeMutha*****a'Chours x2[Kon Artist-outro]Yeah! D-TwizzieD12, Dirty DozenNothing but family up in this mutha*****a'Loyal to everything that we doYou ain't neva' gonna' catch none of us slippin by ourself'Cuz we always togetherYou know what i'm sayin . .Y'all *****s don't know what family meansBugz watching over our assThats why we still alive knowKnocking yall *****s outta the clubs and shitHaha! Runyan Av. Baby!Shady Records!Where yo' mamma at *****?
