D12 - Shit Can Happen Lyrics
*****Yeah...[1] - shit can happen [8x][kon artis]Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yoThats right mother*****ers we backSame slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on hoodratsThey say I act like Im too famous to say hiAnd tell em what my name is but really Im still nameless...You niggas dont get it yet do youDealin out platinum or flop I still put it through youWit a luger thatll spit fireAnd hit higher than a pitch by a ***** like mariahYou think for one second since we got a dealThat we wont deal wit you in front of st andrews still?You gay rappers better learn thatI wont stop until I see em turn backIf you dont slow that roll you gotYou gon see these (? ) niggas that really need some prozacFo sho that, ask the othersBut gator lay you down next to your mothers mothers grandmother[kuniva]You know Im feelin real rowdy tonightReady to fight and half the niggas I give dap to I dont even likeThe same cat who never gave a damn about your nameI gives a ***** about it like the next sellin clippers gameI kill you in ways you couldnt even fathomYou and your madame, its really unexplainable how I have emWho call theyself screamin about a challengeNigga we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere talentMy skills are deeply embedded even your hoe said itShe was knock kneed I *****ed her now shes bow leggedIn the middle of rappin I drop the micAnd have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappinKuniva and kon artis my nigga we get it crackinWhile the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughin[hook: 1- in background][kon artis]Now this aint funny so dont you dare laughShit can happen in him and yo assYou can be touched dont think you cantCuz niggas aint *****in around no more man [repeat][swifty mcvay]The feds cant hold me, I hold fedsI was born wit a dark ass cloud over my headRainin acid, you cant refrain from gettin yo ass kickedCuz you talk too much you ask for itIm on some massive shit, everybody ignore meThey wouldnt ***** with me if I was performin at an orgyThese niggas get confronted, then they change storiesI touch you then they thinkin everything is hunky doryI even have you pour me the gasoline for mePullin up slowly, *****tailin your homie [crash]You met alotta niggas which you wouldnt wanna know meYo ass might not even make it home wit your rollieDont even try, in your system like e coliTryin to beef with me, nigga please yo people dieIm so wicked that my mama gave birth illegallyI survived the abortion immediately, surprise! aaaaah![eminem]Picture me sittin in a jail cell rottinOr barricaded in a motel wit twelve shotgunsSo when the cops come knockin each hands got one*****ed, ready to dump slugs heavy as shotputsOne man army, guns cant harm meYoung and army, worse than my uncle ronnieEver since I got my first gun pulled on meI cant stop carryin out my dirty laundryMiddle fingers flipped and censorshipYour friends just flipped over the swift penmanshipEver since I spit some shit on infiniteI been givin it a hundred and ten percentCuz when Im bent most of my energys spent on enemiesEighty percent of what I invent is innocentTwenty percent is from being hungry as sinTens because I love being under your skinYeah shit can happen, so stick to rappinQuit the yappin or ima lift the mack andThat can lead to another mishap happeninSkip the crap get the can of whoopass crackin[hook][1- continues in background][eminem]It can and it will (nigga)***** around with amityville and you dieInsanity spills from the mentality of twelve mother*****ers in six different bodiesWith their personalities split*****in you up wit hit after hitStickin you up with clip after clipMakin you suck dick after dickDirty mother*****in dozenThe kon artis, mother*****in peter s. bizarre, swifty mcvay, the kunivaDirty father *****in harryPuttin you down in a cemetery, you get buriedAll you of you mother*****ers suck our mother*****in *****sWe are not playin, we are not playinWe are not bullshittin, this is not a mother*****in joke...
