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Artist: D12
Song: Filthy
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Lyrics:

f*** fat ass nasty dirty niggas
Filth, sh**, f***in filth yeea
Lalalalalala
[proof]
Ayo my style bust holes in the earth
Crush the crust by the dirtiest
Be the specializing in stoppin breathin
My legion a bleed man whether you belive in
Heaven and hell
Make your grill swell it ain't hard to tell
I work spells or wicked like _
Put _ head first, the round bursts another victim

[bizarre]
Nah man the boy pick em, stick em

[eminem]
Hands on the half sh**, I'm fillin my glands full of acid
Two hands full of ass dancing with angela bassett
Make plans for the casket
Your head lands in a basket
A dead mans in a plastic
I got red hands and a mass of fits
[bizarre]
Yeaah em
f***in rap pervert, I serve dirt
My sick thoughts get all mixed up like rainbow sherbert
Get every nerve hurt, spot a mic and walk toward it
My whole click will beat your f***in ass and camcord it

[bizarre]
Somebody hide my too many hoes on my d***
Smoked all your hay who wants to start the crucial conflict
Im the big daddy smokin blunts in cali
End up doing a drive by at the stay in school rally
Stop stop knockin cuz ain't nobody there
Hoes with aids I still f*** bare
Cuz i, I just don't care
Ill enuff to f*** up all your dental care
When bizarre kid comes through you better yell may day
Or you was havin good times like dynamite kujo _

[kon artis]
Yeah yeah bi*** I get helmet from stank crack heads
And read my kids horror stories when I lay em to bed
Ridin bikes butt naked
Gettin freshed by police men
f*** christmas this is take a gift season
Beatin kids up for no reason
Take lunch boxes and all
Get em high off mushrooms
And play a friendly game of dodgeball
Biiitch!

Ayo
Battlin the dirty dozen that don't pay
You God dam right punk stay outta my way
[5x then fades out]

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