D12 - 14 Emcees lyrics

I go by the name of DJ Young Mase Good 2 be back, but this time I brought 14 friends Matter fact, 14 Emcees! Fat Father dunn showed up And a couple boxes of doughnuts No time for stunts, I'm one militant grownup Crunk, willing to hold up chumps To get exposed. Fat Michigan soldier Cats hit you in the? Trapped in this ridiculous culture: f** Oprah! No hope, my brain is broke, I'm bipolar You microwave sh**? I pop trunks with the toaster (3Six) Beef with ya beef, Guarantee the whole crew will ride And we make the homicide look like suicide So n***a, you decide! Either you run with the squad Or you can keep playing God and get crucified Use the 9, I don't ride when it's Valentine Send you to the angels like you been traded to Anaheim Bring the caskets out whenever I'm spazzing out Fire in the woods somewhere, like? house Bodybag em, toe-tag em Lyrically, I beat these beats up like a Magnum (Get 'Em) You getting f**ed tonight, you better grab something f** boy, I can hire you to go bag something My money long, I don't even need a bank account Big bank take little bank, what your bank about? Mine read whole numbers plus six zeroes I be turning 16s into a pocket full of Euros (Kid Vishis) [Kid Vishis] Yeah, Kid Vishis the Prince Sickest in Michigan since I've been spittin', rippin' n***as is a tradition I spaz, I can box, but I ain't jabbin' Imma pop his light bulb like a good thought gone bad Give her the hit stick like Madden Fly as Aladdin, higher than Saturn with stilts Every time I hit your white b**h twat, it's a gift Call that sh** my Cracker Jack box Shim Bango, F.K., the boy is me My goal is to be as high as Charlie Sheen Its hard to take MCs seriously on screen When they prancin' dancin' harder than Ben Vereen Ill sk**s, I spill fo'real, one shot put him in the chair like chill Im in the sky rollin'up cuz he be like blill, I know your momma wont but yo' man would Become a drug mover and a rider, big wheel blata Beef like Kobe Im the shooter Shoot till you see straight through your garage Then slide off feelin like Hakuna Matata I dont hide lady drama, stick her with 7 pounds 6 ounces like baby mama .380 Llama, yeah I even got one wit me cuz I aint tryna let em do me like they young beef Im blowin ganja smoke, packin' all kinds of toast Thatll make you change your lifestyle like the condom broke Give her the work, Im on the turf move slabs often Ill push your sh** back like a bad barber I lines em up well, aim sharp Steve Harvey Im Cheech and Chong blowin hong like three Marley I know they hate me I aint in low definition so I'mma be the first one to do murders in HD Damn! There you have it 14 Emcees You know what time it is, Pay Attention! We Back muthaf**ers!