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Sh*t Can Happen (坏事会发生) (Explicit) - D-12
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
Sh*t can happen
That's right motherf**kers we back
Same slanging orangatangin
Wilding out on hoodrats
They say I act like I'm too famous to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is
But really I'm still nameless
You niggas don't get it yet do you
Dealing out platinum or flop
I still put it through you
Wit a luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch
By a b**ch like Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you
In front of St Andrew's still
You gay rappers better learn that
I won't stop until I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow that roll you got
You gonna see these Runyan Ave
Niggas that really need some Prozac
For' sure' that ask the others
But gator lay you down next to
Your mother's mother's grandmother
You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and half the niggas
I give dap to I don't even like
The same cat who never gave a
Damn about your name
I gives a f**k about it like the
Next selling Clippers' game
I kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom
You and your madame
It's really unexplainable how I have 'em
Who call theyself screaming about a challenge
Ni**a we got a gift while you
Barely making it off mere talent
My skills are deeply embedded
Even your hoe said it
She was knock kneed I f**ked her
Now she's bow legged
In the middle of rappin I drop the mic
And have a stare down and jump
In the crowd and start scrappin
Kuniva and Kon Artis my ni**a we get it cracking
While the paramedics pick you up
We on the side laughing
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**
You can be touched don't think you can't
Cause niggas ain't f**king around no more man
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**
You can be touched don't think you can't
Cause niggas ain't f**king around no more man
The feds can't hold me I hold feds
I was born wit a dark a** cloud over my head
Raining acid you can't refrain
From gettin yo' a** kicked
Cause you talk too much you ask for it
I'm on some massive sh*t
Everybody ignore me
They wouldn't f**k with me if
I was performin at an orgy
These niggas get confronted
Then they change stories
I touch you then they thinkin
Everything is hunky dory
I even have you pour me the gasoline for me
Pulling up slowly
Cocktailin' your homie
You met a lot niggas which
You wouldn't wanna know me
Yo' a** might not even make
It home wit your rollie
Don't even try in your system like e coli
Trying to beef with me
Ni**a please yo' people die
I'm so wicked that my mama
Gave birth illegally
I survived the abortion immediately
SURPRISE AH
Picture me sittin in a jail cell rottin
Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve shotguns
So when the cops come knocking each hand's got one
Cocked ready to dump slugs heavy as shotputs
One man army guns can't harm me
Young and army worse than my Uncle Ronnie
Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me
I can't stop airing out my dirty laundry
Middle fingers flipped and censorship
Your friends just flipped over
The swift penmanship
Ever since I spit some sh*t on Infinite
I been giving it a hundred and ten percent
Cause when I'm bent most of
My energy's spent on enemies
Eighty percent of what I invent is Hennessey
Twenty percent is from being hungry as sin
Ten's because I love being under your skin
Yeah sh*t can happen so stick to rappin
Quit the yappin or I'ma lift the mack and
That can lead to another mishap happening
Skip the crap get the can of whoopass cracking
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**
You can be touched don't think you can't
Cause niggas ain't f**king around no more man
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**
You can be touched don't think you can't
Cause niggas ain't f**king around no more man
It can and it will (ni**a)
F**k around with Amityville and you DIE
Insanity spills from the mentality of
Twelve motherf**kers in six different bodies
With their personalities split
F**king you up wit hit after hit
Sticking you up with clip after clip
Making you suck d**k after d**k
Dirty motherf**king dozen
The Kon Artis motherf**king Peter S
Bizarre Swifty McVay the Kuniva
Dirty father f**king Harry
Puttin you down in a cemetery
You get buried
All you of you motherf**kers
Suck our motherf**king cocks
We are not playing we are not playing
We are not bullshittin
This is not a motherf**king joke