Bugz' 97 - D12
[Bugz]
F_ck that!
Who run sh_t, watch these drums hit
You dove head first into some old dumb sh_t
Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get
Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit
Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't f_ck with Bugz b_tch
I'll chop off her titti, have you s_cking one tit
Them pink belly *****s is who you run with
Making half ass songs, sh_tty snares and one kick
I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit
You can make a double album, won't have one hit
Your entire outfit is on some bullsh_t
And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit
I admit, that my style is unfit
For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb sh_t
Like I commit arsony, get harm quick
You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your armpit
Now who the nitwit wanna come get with
This egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic
Don't risk it, you'll get your sh_t split
Now keep your distance, and keep existence
I'm the persistent when it comes to bench sh_t
I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence
I'm relentless to deny you're senseless
Yo b_tch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went
F_ck that!