D12 Activity As Phuctivity Lyrics

Check it out
This is my s___ fo real
Its gunna be off tha hook
Peep this out
The Kon Artist n____

[Kon Artist]
The Kon Artist born liar
Lie to your pops and moms
Tell em Im a good kid
Catholic raised
Knowin i went to public school
And sweared and got blazed
Even weed when i got a whole two
And that b____ I did do it
Steal cars Ive been through it
Done that
Played buddy buddy and rob ya like n____ run that
b__ cat, and bone hood rats till they bleed on my floor mat
Nasty n____, make ya beleive that im a classy n____
But im far from that average joe that you know
Use people for sheilds at shoot outs
That i started, cold hearted
Runnin reckless peep out your shorty till my neck twistin
Infectionist, poisonus bug we all ruff
Showed your daddy love or slugs
Could have tortured him, told me that he didnt wanna die
We still forced him
f___in peeps has his bat, when we brawled they fled
Now we layin dead with his chicked head like Dirty Fihed
Come battle us with your heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged
Jabbed and dragged and thrown inside of a bag
Your fans been had, bamboozle, run em up
But you loosing credibility the miniute _ and up

So f___ that stank b____ with the saggy a__ t__ties
f___ all the n____s that dont represent our city
f___ JLB they dont play none of my s___
f___ all them n____s that be suckin our d___s

[Kuniva]
Sicker the tuburculosis
Pack a cannon with a focus
Thats killin all the players and the coaches
Embarrass you in front of company like dirty roaches
Approach this and get served the situation, hopeless
Wrote this, jot it down cuz Kuniva wrote this
The wild animal rhyme colprut
Ferocious, closest
n____ walkin behind you with a dosage
Of teffifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers
The grim reaper dipped in all black like folgers
Packing four heaters and carrying five holsters
Suppose if i was to let you put up all your posters
Let everybody think you was the dopest
I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra
Box you up and sold ya
Take you underwater and hold you until its over
I told you once you dumb _ with a blunt
That be pullin off the dope fiends selllin tha _
Get your a__ kicked quicker then punts
Im sick of you punks
c___ it back now Im upset
Yo' n____s next
Im blowing smoke outta ya chest when it connect
Creepin like insects and ridin with ten techs

Ahh f___ any D.J that dont play Bizarre's s___
f___ your sister I dont like her she dont suck d___
f___ that n____ that talk s___ to my crew
f___ all yall n____s who say I dont like you

[Bugz]
Im a brand named guy
Who loves to stay high
Got a ten inch d___ and the gun the same size
A b____ named b____
Whos thick with grey eyes
Who loves to suck d___ and get hit by eight guys
Its Bugz b____, you the f___ you thunk it was?
Gettin drunk with drunken thug
Too f___en numb to feel the buzz
Yall n____s know the image
No gimmicks, No timids, no manners, and no limits
This time, b____, Im goin all out
Whippin the four out
Like get the dough out
Im miss crime, sick individual
Ask my peers in middle school
If you walk my way home gettin robbed is like a ritual
Lyrical giant, tyrant who lies _
Just to get you to do what I want
And b____ you will
Sit you still, tie you up
Begin to ill
And destroy you face, Im with some s___ that u can feel

f___ all yall n____s who say dirty dozen's dead
f___in your new wife in your brand new bed
f___ your chicken head she suck d___ anyway
f___ anybody who say crime dont pay

[Proof]
Heard enough garbage to make a glad bust
Add just my magnum beef I had enuff
Snuff the sweetest mc in this camp tribe rivulry
To be as live as me keep em quiet like a library
My rhymes are virgin tight
And not f___-with-able
You find the mic suckable
Without chicked pox, untouchable
Peep my _ aint to be tested
Ill test the globe and rip through your domestic
Majestic warrior to rap to win
Knock the _, and slap the chin of the aggresor
Thinkin that they fresher
Wanted conquest holdin down the one sided contest
That explosive rappin n____
The fans wear a bomb vest
Style be a eliquit
A fellow pimp to mant with clips
f___ _ kicks and being skinny with zits
Im the shhhhh, _
Like cane in a crack pot
I thinks its best you act right
Ill confirm your death, at the mourge c___
D-12 is blowin up like the fourth blunt
I whisper far well to my granny
Till I push her down the stairwell
And im sendin her care mail
Like get well you old hag
Ill bring the pain like a blow f__
Staplin one his gonads to his sock
Doin jumping jacks
Once we put you down b____ their aint no comin back
Remember that

[Bizarre]
Its the big guy, quick to get on you
Battle? I'll be glad to s___ on you
Come against my crew and see who gets destroyed
f___ I'll let you bring bats and brawl some of my boyz
Shady a__ n____s wether drunk or sober
Bizarre that was demo tape you just recorded over
I dont give a dam b____ Im just to ill
Gimme ten pills y'all run across the Lambo Field
Like b____es _ , _ _, think of the illest line know
And I bet you i already said it
Just forget it, cuz you n____s pathetic
Pop s___, yall n____s go and get it
Beat your a__ hang ya with this f___in mic cord
f___ the sword, I quote my raps in billboard
Suck my d___ while I laugh like its funny
And drive off while she yell
"Where's my money"

f___ any body who beef with d-12
f___ all yall momma their p____'s smell
f___ anybody that wanna bring tha beef
f___ all yall hoes that say my feet stick
f___ them n____s that dont give us radio play
f___ takin a bath i dont wash anyways
f___ anybody tryin to be on our team
f___ all yall n____s with them weak a__ dream
f___ all them n____s watchin videos to be rappers that their not cuz they cant rock the f___en spot
f___ all yall n____s with them dirty a__ shoes come in the club like your dope and your singing the blues
f___ anybody tryin to kiss our a__
f___ all yall n____s who wont cut my grass
f___ all them n____s who aint getitn no money
f___ all yo' hoes who wont let me stick their honey
f___ all the girls who aint givin up the s__
f___ all you n____s and im askin whos next
f___ anybody wanna battle my crew
f___, f___ you, f___, f___, f___ you
f___ anybody wanna get down with Monnie
f___ all yall n____s sayin you cant feel my mommy
f___ you mommy
f___ your daddy
f___ your gramma
f___ his caddy
f___ your people
f___ everybody
f___ his girlfriend
f___ John Gotti
f___ the Mafia
f___ LA
f___ New York
f___ Detriot
f___ New Jersy
f___ California

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