[Intro: Kuniva] Okay, can you turn the beat up a little bit? Yeah [Verse 1: Kuniva] Let's separate the boys from the men, no Michael Bivins sh** Still f** the world till we die, plus we don't give a sh** D12 repper for life, so f** your feelings if You got something to say about us, make way for ignorance Today I got time to do boss sh**, pa** the Dom P Duck down or get buck shots, one love to Sean P Don't get your momma jumped on in World Star The pack of used rubbers on the floor in your girl's car Talk about the streets, half you n***as are snitches I got suburban problems, trying to match my gla**es and dishes I'm in house slippers, sipping coffee, all about figures f** your couch, I'm a grouch n***a, bucket house n***as You k**ing your brain cells for rhymes, homie I feel you You trying to out-rap me, I'm trying to outlive you The second most dangerous group besides them OGs from Compton Who won't stop poppin' until the job's done [Verse 2: Swifty McVay] There's no escaping the safe, it ain't nothing alive That could stop you from being lyrically raped A holocaust in a metal straitjacket in a hospital ward I break out like El Chapo with a hostage involved This cartridge will spark, I ain't fixing auto parts For drivin' a silencer, in your grandmomma's heart Cult followin', dope swallowin' No tolerance, your flow's halogen, smoke models And I'm heartless, crazy, I'll slap your baby during his christenin' And that's just a increment of my ignorance I aim, blast and murk I'm quick to make enemies in a Catholic church And sh** on half of the Earth Quick to bust in your crib, wipe my a** with a n***a shirt Hazardous is a understatement, how I work An obnoxious ba*tard, I give 'em the signal And my moms' will blast you A cannibalistic a**hole that happens to be a rap dude Clap you faster than the crabs all in your b**h pants Whoever thought that I was a hoe, I let 'em know right now It's Dirty Dozen forever, take a bow Point him out, we will rush his clique Toughest n***a in the crowd would turn around And be like, "f** this sh**" You can s** this dick Got my middle finger lodged up inside your b**h I'm just as raw as it gets, n***a [Verse 3: Bizarre] Caine user, a lot of bad habits A known drug addict that practice black magic Different strokes, for different folks Different cokes, I be smoking from coast to coast They can't tame us, they wanna blame us For shooting up Lil' Wayne's bus, ha ha ha I f** a b**h with a dirty rubber Forty years old, still on the Freshman XXL cover I'm Iron Mike, ready to bite, [?] You ain't ready to fight, hit your a** in the back with a pipe Starting something, packing lunches Mayweather, I'm blocking punches n***a you don't wanna be starting nothin' Stuck in the 80s, repping Shady, Bizarre's crazy Dirty jersey Tracy McGrady, bout to smack my old lady Backstage, underage, back page The way I act on stage, sh** I should be shot and tazed Big knife, big fight, big [?] I shot Tyrone in the back, for trying to f** my wife [?], smack the kids, ha ha ha Man I'm taking this sh** too far [Verse 4: Lazarus] Zero tolerance, like Lenin and Stalin, I'm hazardous A rappin' this antagonist that rose up from the dead And now the world knows me as Lazarus I rip apart these blasphemous Culture crushing, cancerous contaminants that burn slow Chop they limbs and eat they eyes like they my green inferno Collect my enemies until they sweatin', wet and frenzy That make 'em stampede and surgically stitch a human centipede My bars are like amphetamine, they'll raise your hearts Adrenalin Like seconds before your d**h And you see Satan juggling Kerosene and gasoline These fakers enter, I'll change your gender When I expose the b**h in you like Caitlyn Jenner, I'll stay forever Modern day warlord Descendant of Genghis and his Mongolian horde I slice you in four with my double edged sword I'm like Little Mac to this Hip-Hop And leaving the game punched out Uppercut to the body, open your ribs and now your guts out Get all my legal aliens and send 'em to Donald Trump's house I'm as raw as it gets, Lazarus, D12