D12 - Pistol Pistol(2001)

[00:03.87] Yeah, welcome to Amityville (Detroit, nigga!)
[00:07.38] The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols (Why is that?)
[00:10.51] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
[00:15.97] Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
[00:18.30] I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
[00:21.55] Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
[00:24.34] Too many enemies on my list to sift through
[00:27.15] Nobody got my back in this bitch but this two
[00:29.87] Sorry officer I don't care how pissed it get you
[00:32.87] But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[00:35.74] Ain't going nowhere without my gun
[00:36.27] I walk the streets I pack my gun
[00:36.47] I go to sleep I got my gun
[00:36.88] Don't go nowhere without my gun
[00:37.33] Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us
[00:38.93] See I'm backwards, I slap niggas and punch bitches
[00:41.18] Just for asking, they musta been wanting to meet the Lord
[00:43.66] When my parents talked to me, they got mean mugged and ignored
[00:46.52] They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor
[00:49.47] Shells from the 44 scattered over they porch
[00:52.02] Busting pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you
[00:54.86] Tryna break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you
[00:57.70] Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you
[01:00.37] You and your ho, you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible
[01:03.13] There's no tomorrow for any nigga we'll shower you
[01:06.06] We young strapped and powerful and I ain't gotta lie to you
[01:08.96] Stepped in the door, waving the 44
[01:11.61] Blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low
[01:14.49] They call my tongue ya-yo, but I spit fire
[01:16.83] I lit five inside a fucking dick-rider
[01:19.92] The clip slider, love to blast a Mag
[01:22.87] You a fag, you love being ass to ass
[01:25.62] Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya
[01:28.43] Never say that I'm a gangsta (Now that's gangsta)
[01:31.14] Y'all niggas sound like Jigga but act like Pac
[01:33.83] Yo my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough
[01:36.69] It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness
[01:39.49] I'm the hot nigga that's gon' put hell outta business
[01:42.29] It won't be the same since we touching the game
[01:45.06] Make the hardest nigga in your crew, tuck in his chain
[01:47.66] Y'all think this shit's a game and I'm bluffing for fame?
[01:50.53] I'll squeeze off this tec until nothing remains
[01:53.34] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
[01:55.84] Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
[01:59.22] I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
[02:02.07] Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
[02:04.68] Too many enemies on my list to sift through
[02:07.90] Nobody got my back in this bitch but this two
[02:10.44] Sorry officer I don't care how pissed it get you
[02:13.30] But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[02:15.87] The only time that I'm at peace is when I'm close to one
[02:18.76] Cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done
[02:21.57] Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works
[02:24.17] These cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt
[02:26.93] Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless
[02:29.80] Alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless
[02:32.43] That's why I'm heated, you never know who starts creeping
[02:35.61] Waking you up with AK's while you lie sleeping
[02:38.32] I'd rather pack the heat and not need it
[02:40.93] Rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic
[02:43.65] Nowhere without my.
[02:45.04] You know the sound when I'm spinning round
[02:47.61] Spitting these rounds from four pounds
[02:49.56] While the whole crowd screaming as loud
[02:51.58] From they mouths as they possibly allow?
[02:53.46] Nothing is parallel to making you carousel
[02:57.69] Aerial somersault like ferris wheels to a pair of shells
[03:01.27] Denaun carry the nine where I go
[03:03.35] Bullets whistle and hit you while I'm shooting at 5-0
[03:06.28] Some semi-automatic for static's the motto
[03:09.14] Spitting like *Columbine kids* from Colorado
[03:11.22] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
[03:14.42] Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
[03:17.48] I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
[03:20.47] Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
[03:22.84] Too many enemies on my list to sift through
[03:25.56] Nobody got my back in this bitch but this two
[03:28.85] Sorry officer I don't care how pissed it get you
[03:32.94] But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[03:35.70] This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock
[03:38.46] It'll make Jehovah's Witnesses, think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!)
[03:41.41] It'll make your grandmother come outta her purse
[03:44.07] It'll make Limp Bizkit, get rid of Fred Durst
[03:47.13] It'll make Holyfield start fighting
[03:49.28] It'll make Mase say fuck church and go back to writing
[03:52.51] It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls
[03:55.34] It'll make R. Kelly, give respect to Aaron Hall
[03:58.02] It'll make Christopher Reeves start walking
[04:00.51] It'll make a dog with no voice, suddenly start barking
[04:03.46] It'll make a nun turn to a filthy slut
[04:06.26] It'll make the hardest pitbull, turn to a fucking mutt
[04:09.05] It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde
[04:11.61] It'll make a redneck start to read the Holy Qu'ran (Need Jesus!)
[04:14.47] It'll make Ike stop beating Tina
[04:16.82] It'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina
[04:20.19] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
[04:22.93] Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
[04:25.92] I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
[04:28.67] Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
[04:31.79] Too many enemies on my list to sift through
[04:34.20] Nobody got my back in this bitch but this two
[04:36.61] Sorry officer I don't care how pissed it get you
[04:39.22] But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[04:42.62] Swifty: Hah, nigga, nigga you better have aim, cause if you don't - you're finished
[04:46.60] Eminem: Sorry officers
[04:47.99] Swifty: Flat out
[04:50.26] Bizarre: Detroit
[04:54.07] Eminem: Sorry *cops*, fuckin' *pigs*
[04:59.34] Bizarre: The fuck we stay at
[05:01.31] Swifty: Fuck around and get popped, with no hesitation, straight up
[05:09.97] Bizarre: Look where the fuck we stay at, nigga look where the fuck we stay at. Fuck around with us. You get us popped. Fucking get us popped... Ahahaha you get us popped!
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