ya heard me... [Gunshots x2] [Bizarre] Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Green Lantern (The Evil Genius) D12, We ain't goin' nowhere... We still smokin' crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know... [Eminem] Bitch, Keep Talkin' Keep
Yeah, Detroit, motherfucka DJ Green Lantern, D-12, we ain't goin' nowhere We still smokin' crack, nigga Let 'em know Bitch, keep talkin', keep on poppin
the evil genious) D12 We aint goin no where We still smokin crack nigga Haha Let um know HA-HA [Chorus - Eminem] Bitch keep talkin Keep on popin
manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it 'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up I'd rather say that we
and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up I'd rather say that
fucked up G And your momma shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me 'Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep Save that motherfucker black, 'cause talk is
be sellin boy All dis money homie must be a d-boy buyin by the 2's talkin bout the fuckin joy Fuck em by the 3's talkin bout them fuckin whores it 2
If that's all there is, my friends Then let's keep dancing Let's break out the booze and have a ball If that's all there is And when I was 12 years old
to roll gold D Poppin' the trunk on them swanggers, hoppin' out in tall tees So, all my niggas that's ballin' and feel like me From the struggle, the gutter, to makin' a lotta G Keep
is huge I'm probably on the service road nigga speeding in cruise Bam! I bleed and bruise of reaching fools So don't reach, you ain't talking 'bout money
than You don't wanna rump and stomp in Timberlands Shout to my nigga kill again And all of my peps that rep more D then 12 Eminems Who let the dogs out
up Red 'Lord Of The Ring' clean, lookin' for that precious I'm talking weed and women when the trouble come I'm 'bout it ****, I'd rather get caught
rap tour I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rapture More than you bargained for Tical, that stays open like an all nite store For real, I keeps
my very next line I use it, time after time, when I'm speakin' my mind It's no matter if I'm shootin' game to a pigeon or dime I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin
huh? You got a phone, pick it up, call me [Chorus: Eminem] How come we dont even talk no more And you dont even call no more We dont barely keep in
might fuck em later I keep mackin though, I don't work for free To be a true hoe you gotta pay me I spend endless days and endless nights Plottin this shit to keep
'all niggaz nuts, like testricles Hit you up in your apartment buildin' vestibule Perhaps it's best for you, to keep on walkin' Heat from the noggin', keep
