D12 lyrics
D12 lyrics
"Bitch lyrics"
Silent Scream lyrics
White dress, torture in disguise, pointing flashlight right into my eyes sharp pain every single night - every day I fight a hopeless fight Look, over thirty years I've wished that I was dead somebody, help me out, 'coz I'm tied down to my bed I'm looking for someone to release me I'm waiting for an angel from my dream I'm talking to all of you around me I'm asking you - tell me can you hear my silent scream? Dear God gave me such a life full of pain, it's sharp just like a knife I can think, but I can not tell, what's life to you to me is hell I hear the storm outside - first drop just hit the hoof I'd die to see the rain, but I can't ..
White dress, torture in disguise, pointing flashlight right into my eyes sharp pain every single night - every day I fight a hopeless fight Look, over thirty years I've wished that I was dead somebody, help me out, 'coz I'm tied down to my bed I'm looking for someone to release me I'm waiting for an angel from my dream I'm talking to all of you around me I'm asking you - tell me can you hear my silent scream? Dear God gave me such a life full of pain, it's sharp just like a knife I can think, but I can not tell, what's life to you to me is hell I hear the storm outside - first drop just hit the hoof I'd die to see the rain, but I can't ..
[Intro: Eminem]
Bitches always be all... gigglin and shit. (come on BITCH)
But they get mad when there favorite song dont come on in the club.
Catch an attitude and shit
We got one for them. goes like this
[Verse 1: Eminem]
We wrote a song for the hoes
You like to hear? here it goes
A little somethin you probably won't hear on the radio
So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows
And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slow
And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, Bitch
Jew Ja Jaw Jaw Da Dun Jew Ja
You just made me mess up, Bitch
Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah Blah
It don't matter, I'm just blabbering
Like you understand what I'm saying Anyway
I'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the other
You're so fuckin drunk all you hear is the Beat da beat
I could be sayin anything Get ya ass on the floor
Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before
Baby and shake that ass like a whore
[Chorus]
Yeah i'm talkin to you BITCH (get up and dance bitch)
Wiggle that ass BITCH (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a bitch)
What you going to do about it BITCH?
Sit there and cry like a little BITCH? BITCH.
Get up and dance BITCH (wiggle that ass bitch)
[Krayzie Bone] Everything's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright) Say don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn tha
Not trailer trash SWITCH
Take the person you with and exchange partners
[Verse 2: Kuniva]
Tell me that it aint no hangin, and fuck callin home
Untill you look at me before you answer the phone
When i flee, your ass can get as naked and be as free
As you wanna be freak
But i'm takin the key with me.
You aint gonna get shit, so dont even ask
Disrespect my wishes, i'll beat your ass
Watch me comin home floor eatin half of your doggy bag
And i leave laughin, while you callin me on the rag
I'm the type that might cut off the lights when i hit
And before she cut them on, Kuniva already SWITCHED
Your ass aint even ridin with Swift unless your goin
When i'm done, i throw you out and ask you where you goin
[Verse 3: Bizarre]
Hoe aint the only thing you call a girl
Slut, Tramp, (oh, how you doin sir?)
Ever since i was 8, i been startin to hate
I said fuck the Ho's, started eatin cheese cake
Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and grapes
Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy)
Ok, back to the bitches, wash the dishes after that
Give me stitches. a fuckin half indian chick, suck my dick
This time tommorow, i wont remember shit
Got respect for a
We Are Not Going To Make It lyrics
We're not gonna make it Oh, no! We're not gonna make it Cause there's a million better bands with a million better songs Singers who can drum Singers who can sing Deep in my heart, I do believe We're not gonna make it Oh, no! We're not gonna make it Cause we don't have the talent And we don't have the time We don't have the patience And we don't know how to rhyme No, no, no We're not gonna make it!
player, got on snoop gatorsWe're not gonna make it Oh, no! We're not gonna make it Cause there's a million better bands with a million better songs Singers who can drum Singers who can sing Deep in my heart, I do believe We're not gonna make it Oh, no! We're not gonna make it Cause we don't have the talent And we don't have the time We don't have the patience And we don't know how to rhyme No, no, no We're not gonna make it!
And they aint now and laters bitch.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae]
Hey baby whats up with you
Aiiyo your man here with you?
Nah, you single, i can tell(you came with them hoes didnt you)
No you need friends girl, excuse him mr lick it
(aiiyo lets get this party crackin these bitches aint got bitches)
Now you know he didnt mean that (come on you seen that)
(she all whinin and shit, get this bitch a kleenex)
(what did he say?)
Nothin, he said you seem stressed
(naw, you got a big butt)
And you wearin your nice dress(cuz i was gonna say)
(you wasn't gonna say shit)
(excuse me?)
He said Michael Jackson jus got another face lift
(dumb hoe)
(oh, nigga!)
No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight
(bitch, what up though jus fuck for a buck, do somethin strange for change, maybe holla for a dolla, jus hop in the range)
(fuck both yall niggas)
See i was tryin to be polite, stank ass trick (oh someone jackin off tonight)
[Verse 5: Proof]
Why you a bitch but dont choke
I say the same to my momma
I got Christina, Brittany with me, shit
We bangin Madonna
Watch her strip you on that 10 bitch aint got change for a dollar
Blow your tounge and give kiss on your
Life lyrics
Just like a birdie I just wanna fly free And own a piece of land Somewhere, somewhere off in the country Oh, oh yeah, listen Temperature's like a hundred degrees Like I got chains on me Blackmail and a family of three Been right on my destiny Rake it out fly way Cuz it's too much for the man Shouldn'ta gone down this way What happened to my master plan Cuz I can't figure out I coulda been a love child Shouldn'ta gone down this way Tell me, how did I get life? [1] - Life, life Life, life Life, life Life, life Oh, somebody done done me wrong (Done me
mouth you came with a condomJust like a birdie I just wanna fly free And own a piece of land Somewhere, somewhere off in the country Oh, oh yeah, listen Temperature's like a hundred degrees Like I got chains on me Blackmail and a family of three Been right on my destiny Rake it out fly way Cuz it's too much for the man Shouldn'ta gone down this way What happened to my master plan Cuz I can't figure out I coulda been a love child Shouldn'ta gone down this way Tell me, how did I get life? [1] - Life, life Life, life Life, life Life, life Oh, somebody done done me wrong (Done me
Quick out is the motto and jus swallow breathe, swallow breathe, now swallow these e's
I know you moca lotti mommys wont get down on your knees
You wont some money honey damn you must be outta your weave
Hit the telly fuck her belly you aint gotta go weak
Plus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more sleep
I'm a pimp bitch dont be shy, show me them big tits
Your lipstick, i want it smeared all on my limp dick
For instance, busting nuts is only my interest
So princess, don't get your feelings hurt cuz men jus
Partyin bullshit till she gargle and swallow my dick
I'm takin the train to spain, don't bother callin bitch
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Yeah, you heard me bitch.
Did i stu-stu-studder stupid?
You aint listein to the words of this song anyways
All you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass (BITCH)
Dancin, tryin to get a nigga money in the club
With your stupid manuper self
I was talkin bout you Do-do
You, you dumb bitch
YOU!
The one that want a drink but dont want to pay for it
Spend all the money you make all week on that dress
And i spill a drink on it, actin like i'm drunk when i'm not
I"M JUST TRYIN TO FUCK
IM JUS TRYIN TO FUCK BITCH!
(D-Twizzy, Yeah. Bitch, Bitch)