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D12 - Hellbound

D12 :: :: Hellbound




  
   [Announcer]
  Welcome back, to the stage of history
  
  [Eminem]
  Yo.. Slim Shady!
  Yo.. I'll fuckin.. I'll..
  I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)
  Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to
  The only key that I see to defeat you
  would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
  and force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe
  I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
  you'll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you
  (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin G, I'm a cannibal
  I ain't tryin to shoot you,
  I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you
  Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
  and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
  Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!)
  Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis
  I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket
  to fill it full of explosive gasses
  and close it back with a lit match in it
  while I sit back and just hope it catches
  Blow you to fragments
  Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes
  
  Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X)
  
  I see the light at the end
  But every time I take a step, it gets dim
  Tell me is this hell we're livin in?
  If so, heaven's got to be better
  But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down
  
  [J-Black]
  Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never)
  I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse
  I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc
  Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot
  One day we all gon' die
  But when I die, I'ma be so high
  that I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare
  with the chalk outline still there
  I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot
  I got a cross on my chain but it's just a rock
  Now if I pray everynight (night)
  Do I still have to hold my trey very tight?
  You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth
  I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse
  I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse
  Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk
  See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface
  Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith
  Angels greet me but I don't reply back
  Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at?
  
  Chorus 1/2
  
  [Announcer]
  Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns
  Final battle, fight!
  
  [Masta Ace]
  Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso
  Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso
  And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger
  Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger
  I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound
  And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds
  My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger
  Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her
  Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her
  Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager
  My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel
  My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel
  Everyday I grow more older, and more colder
  Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder
  I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare
  Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don't care
  
  Chorus
  
  [J-Black]
  But every time I take a step, it gets dim..
  Tell me is this hell we're livin in?
  Haha..
  
  [Announcer]
  Time's up!
  You lose!
  

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