D-12 - Words Are Weapons lyrics

[Chorus: x2] My words are weapons, I use them to crush my opponents These words are weapons, I never show no emotion My words are weapons, I use them to k** who ever's steppin' to me My words are like weaponry on a record The rage I release on a page, is like a demon unleashed in a cage Lunatics soon as i hit the stage, my mind is like a f**in' stick of dynamite Once I get behind a mic its like the wick is lit You b**hes die tonight, my nine inch dick shinin' bright My f**in' grip is tighter than my wifes vagina These co*k s**in' cops got my Smith and Western I guess its time to pick a different weapon, man this sh**s depressing. But swift gettin' me a new one for a Christmas present Come on slim lets go and teach this f**in' b**h a lesson They managed to confiscate the pistol that I ? But the plan is to use this bullsh** to my advantage. Shady stay creative baby, hold your head up don't you let ? One bit on these motherf**in' s**ers, your a soldier get up Stand up for what you believe in, as long as you breathin' They jealous of you man that the only reason they beeffin' [Chorus: x2] Its that Dirty dozen renegade, who done pulled the pin outta my grenade 38's so move your sh** up out the way, you n***as won't forget about Mcvay You got summit to say let it out today or watch these bullets spray from these ten black fingers Huggin' these deadly mm's make Jeff domers think he caught a mistameaner, See I'm dirty so I ain't gotta buy a pistol cleaner An official beater don't lemme see you wid your heater you gets wet wid it, Tell the motherf**ers Swift did it, packin' summit special in your crib, b**h get it, Physically fitted to run your digits, I'm pastel with this rascal pointin' up your nostrils You can split it and guess what we blowin' up the hospital We wouldn't give a f** if you a cop or a hoe, I'm Hannibal Lector This vinal cord disconnector findin' who*es to lock them up in motels to inject her [Chorus: x2] I'm eatin' crews like I'm Hannibal There's no way I could be the gay rapper (why not) I only f** animals Stupid trick got my dick startin' to itch Went to my mothers grave site and called her a stupid b**h One on One in this blunt sport I'm in divorce court Suein' my b**h over a pack of newports Six times I've been arrested How would you feel if you were a Jehovah's Witness and always gettin' molested I'm smokin' dank and drinkin' drink, I can't have any kids Cause I'm f**in' shootin' blanks Don't you know Bizzare don't give a f** Nicole's a who*e I'm glad OJ murdered a s*ut, responsibility I'm negligent Bill Clinton's a f*g, how could Richard Simons beat the president Call me a weirdo, call me bizarre, I stick it up your a** while you sh** diarrhea [Chorus: x2] (yo)