Lyrics:
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
Detroit was aired on on on
During a picnic before it was done done
D12, The dirty dozen you were one of them yeah
With Mr. Porter, Bizarre, Proof and Eminem
lips
Slap dips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitch's ass while your kids stare in silence
I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen really dust smoking?
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
red
With our dick in ya mouth, fucking everything you just said
[Eminem:]
Yeah yeah bitch, coming to a block near you is Dirty Dozen
Nasty like
nothing
And Dirty Dozen watches over me, so try some dumb shit
I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his head in the fan
stick with my clique, The Kon Artis, Bomb Artist
Kuniva, The Rida shooting through you're fucking Long John garments
Dirty Dozen, we deep in the street
a soundproof and rapped in bulletproof
Holdm SSO's to naked twin babies
Dirty Dozen the reason y'all don't fuck with Slim Shady
Receive more hits than a baseball
a cigar by just blowing it
I know it
I'm going toe to toe
With this total ownership
I told them this:
Don't joke about the fact
That I don't owe them shit
A asshole for keeping it real
And never know when to fake
(Ha ha)
My Rapbook Clean or Dirty either way
Heres my Dozen Roses I suppose
(UH)
Heres my Dozen
Fucking bitches by the dozen
Count to Twelve bitch
Even if she got a husband
Who the fuck's that?
You know we still had to fuck 'em
Yeah we do it dirty
I
Fuck fat ass nasty dirty niggas
Filth, shit, fuckin filth yeea
Lalalalalala
[proof]
Ayo my style bust holes in the earth
Crush the crust by
chance
Dirty Dozen run the D
If any one want beef
Then Come to me
Fuck battlin we on some gang shit
Duck quick 'cause u niggas might get hit
United
before I slay ya
And watch the video of your life with your lord savior
I can go in off your mom, they get along when they see the gun
And dirty dozen
they high as fuck
I shoot them out of the sky faster than Duck hunt
Motherfucker, I'm coming straight from the dirty dozen
While I'm hustling I'm cuffing
Gov I beat yo' ass with some bean pies
(you know it, I know it)
So what if Journalist is your cousin?
Who gives a fuck? Bitch
My employment Dirty Dozen
examples outta you haters running yo mouth
You reason why your peoples is pouring they 40's out
Dirty Dozen wiling, beat niggaz bloody
And you gon have
and the Spice 1 rack
The sensei didn't even have a chance to blast back
Eyes bloodshot and Puffy, and got up like Scarface
Lettin' off a Dirty Dozen, now it's
sober
My nickle plate pack the _ jackin fool get fucked over
[eminem]
Dirty dozen is the clique so I ran over and lit cha
Ripped the ass right out ya
yes, yes, yes.
Ah, you dirty mistreater, you robber and you cheater.
Slip you in a dozen, your pappy and your cousin.
Your mama do the Lordy, Lord.
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
much
Now you about to get fucked in your dirty butt
You never seen a pimp like me, out here whorin'
Shut your fuckin' mouth and you'll be out by
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