Loyalty
[Intro: Bizarre]Mic StringsWelcome to Our WorldTurn Your CD's up!
[Eminem]WOOO!!!!! Yeah! AAAAAAHHHH!!!! (Motherfuckers think they know us)Guess who's back? D-Twizzie! O-Twizzie!Doc-Twizzie! Shady-Twizzie! slash Aftermath!50 cent! G-Unit! Here we go! Free Yayo!Motherfuck a Benzino! They don't know we finna blow!Someone better tell them so
[Verse 1: Swifty McVay]You don't McVay and I doubt if you understand meWhy would I give a fuck about you if we ain't family?I roll with a chosen few and those of you that's behind meWitness the most coldest, ferocious niggas that rhymeThese bitches turn they back on you, acting like they ain't did shitWhen you rapping never mix business up with your friendshipIf you lacking up in this jungle, then what you breathe for?Niggas's don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codesFar as static, I automatically get medievalWhen I'm after people, then I'll explode you bitches with C-4These hoes have no insurance, bodies get repo'Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat closeKeeping .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throatIf you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, closeNiggas pupils that's what I do, I'm foolish will shoot youCuz' I'm coo-coo, but I don't think niggas can take in heed though
[Hook: Kon Artis] (2X)See I'm a man, and a man gon' do what he gotta doAnd he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to youIf they was really soldiers then they would do what we doAnd be loyal to crew when crew was loyal to you
[Verse 2: Bizarre]I don't give a fuck, I'm quick to blaze chronicSmoke on so much green, you swear I was a supersonicBizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to nuns and wivesNow who the fuck want to fight?Ain't nobody fucking with me, Ain't nobody fucking with the DThey get beat like a M-PYou heard about Bizarre taking all them drugsYou heard about Proof wilding in the clubsYou heard about that nine that Eminem packsYou diss us, you get you're fucking face crackedI'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're houseNext day, I'll pee in you're mouth
[Verse 3: Obie Trice]Ayo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit secondI showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect itMost of these niggas neglect itEven though it's a known methodFrom the hectic hood that you slept inYou wanna be an exceptionThat's when the weapon is leaving you're half steppingWith that 'caine in you're left handObie from a section that'll stain up you're flesh andHave you on bare breastQuestioning you're affection for streetsD-Twizzie no questionOne of the best groups that done itAnd Obie is their reflectionLil homie that know sowly that loyalty is reppingD-Twizzie for life, Obie Trice is second
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[Verse 4: Proof]Which one of you niggas wanna be bulsh' and bump headsWhen I got a passion for clapping... with one handTalent's on my roster this mobster's in dump landSend a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk bedsNever leave the crib without packing my black burnerOn some Chi Ali rapper to murk and have murderIncorporated, Hitman Harry is at your serviceReach for me one more gain' and that's curtainsFor life as D12, no ice and spreewellsEvery night that I chill in, I fight by free-willKnowing I can be killedLeaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shootAnd a license to illWe lost Bugz and I'll be damned if we loose another man from our clanWithout forcing our handExtorting you're family, I'll torture you're grannyFor my niggas, I'm on you're motherfucking porch with a 'Cammy
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[Verse 5: Kuniva & Kon Artis]Yo, it's funny how niggas get caught alone (And get bombed on)Knock your teeth in back of your throat (And break you're jaw bone)(I'm on ignorant shit) these niggas is bitchPass me a cigarette quick (Shit is finna get thick)Your man'll get split (By a brutal and critical hit)With identical dents (Or bullets with identical prints)I'm wishing you if (You come your Lieutenant's a snitch)Your tenement's sick (And we know you ain't finna do shit)I'll stick with my clique (The Kon Artis, Bomb Artist)Kuniva, The Rida (Shooting through you're fucking Long John garmets)Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street)Unbelievable heat, we'll even lay you out in front of the chief of policeMotherfucker
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[Outro: Kon Artis]Yeah! D-TwizzieD12, Dirty DozenNothing but family up in this motherfuckerLoyal to everything that we doYou ain't never gonna catch none of us slipping by ourselfCause we always togetherYou know what I'm sayingY'all niggas don't know what family meansBugz watching over our assThat's why we still alive knowKnocking y'all niggas out of the clubs and shitHaha! Runyon Ave Baby!Shady Records!Where your momma at, nigga?