CANTANTE: D12

TITULO:I Shit On You

Refrein:
I'll shit on you
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I'll shit on you
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I'll shit on you
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I'll shit on you
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I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I'll shit on you
Girl you know its true
I'll shit on you
Bitch woman you through
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you

I remain fatter they let me
Tapin bombs on the back of record companies
Blowin buses up if they aint want me
The national guard
They scared to hunt me
I love bitch
I got you hoes duckin me
Drug thief
Bitch i take your marijuana
These slugs they keep your ass away from my karma
I drown niggas
In hundred degree sallas
You can act the fool if you wanna
Byyyyyyyaaatch
Lyrical pyrahna
Strapped with a granade in a pool with your momma
Attck her by her legs than i pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin up like a condem
Snap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see em
You hoes up in the fuckin moselium
Or hittin in the truck of a black and gold beam
Pull you in a garage while you screamin
Put my moter on then im leavin
Shit on you

Refrein:
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I dont care who you are
I dont give a fuck about you or your car
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewlery
And fuck your watch
I'll shit on you
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family yaht
Shhhhhh

Im an alcoholic
With the fuckin tolic
Pass the hot dog
(Bizarre aren't you his izlamic?)
Bitch shut your fuckin mouth
Ima keep eatin same as my mom
When she came to my house
With a chainsaw to cut me out
Mad at your wife for havinsex cause i let her
Too busy fuckin
Your baby sitter
And all woman aint shit
Only good for cookin and cleanin and suckin dick
And thats it
Responsible for killing john candy
Got jon-benay ramsey in the trunk of my 98 camry
I dont give a fuck who you are
I'll shit on anybody
Truly yours
The idiotic bizarre

My adolecint years wern't shit compared to what i do now
I never grew up
I was born grown and grew down
The older i get
The dumber the shit
I get in
The more ignorant the incident is
I fit it
Ignoring this shit
How boring it gets
When its slow in the kick
Im known to quit blowin a fit
Nope
I know im a bit flakey
But they aint make me
Said and raped me
Vacate
Your legs i brake and make achey
This tape i hate makes me so angry
I'll shit on you
I'll spit on you
Start pissing
And do the oppisite on you
You wanna distance
I said i'll cop the shot on you
Start spillig my guts like chicken cordon blue
Like notorious big
Did to that bitch on the skit his last album
Pull my pants down and

Refrein:
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I dont care who you are
I'll shit on you
I dont give a fuck about you or your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewlery
And fuck your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family
I'll shit on you

Is richard pryor still alive?
If not im sicker than he was
Pryor to him dying
Born brainless
This still aint stainless
Your blood stains are all over this steal god dammit
Bitch dammit
These niggas couldnt hang you up
By your ankles damn you
I dont need your help
If you dont give me the pussy
Im using my belt
A bunch of gangy knots
Your moms kinda got
Your sisters
To shit a stool
Your aint will supply a box
Bust fifty cross your neck
Bloss your teck
I'll beat you with that
Across your chest

Its only right that i jack the car keys and run
Spend all of my advancement on weed and guns
For fun
When im drunk
I run a truck
Through a weed house
Jump out and beat your peeps down
Worse than steve house
Put you in choke holds i learned
From the police
When i was caught stealin weed from his jeep
I see hoes bitin
Yall dont wanna ball
Thats like debo fightin
Pebo brightin

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I'll shit on you

Thats what the fuck im screamin yellin about
I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin skeleton out
Niggas get hit with a teo peice
Bling bling
With a poison sting
Im such a violent thing

Refrein:
I'll shit on you
I will shit on you
I dont care who you are
I'll shit on you
I dont give a fuck about you or your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewlery
And fuck your bitch
I'll shit on you
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family
Iiiiii
I'll shit on you

Once i get on two
Hits of ex
My disk slips and disconnects
Till i walk around this bitch with a twisted neck
But still shit on the first bitch that disrespects
I'll shit on you
Overreaction is my only reaction
Which only sets off a chain reaction
And puts five more zaniacs
And maniacs in action
A rat pack in black jackets
Who pack zit
Nine milimiters
Five criminals
Pullin heaters and spillin blood
Like swimmin pools
Sheisty individuals shoot at fools
Bitches too
Alot of people say misoginistic
Which is true
I dont deny it
Matter of fact
I stand by it
So please stand by
Bizarre starin a damn riot
If you dont wanna get stampeded
Than stand quiet
Boy girl dog man woman child

I'll shit on you
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