• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Fuck Your Life - Bizarre
• Fat Father (skit) - Bizarre
• Down Low - Bizarre
• Doctor Doctor - Bizarre
• Crush On You - Bizarre
• Coming Home - Bizarre
• Butterfly - Bizarre
• Bad Day - Bizarre
• What What - Bizarre
• Trife Thieves - Bizarre
• Scooby Doo - Bizarre
• Rockstar - Bizarre
• Rap Guys - Bizarre
• Public Service Announcement (skit) - Bizarre
• Porno Bitches - Bizarre
• Over React - Bizarre
• One Chance - Bizarre
• Off Da Chain - Bizarre
• Nuthin At All - Bizarre
• Murder - Bizarre
• Let The Record Skip - Bizarre
• Intro - Bizarre
• I'm So Cool - Bizarre
• I'm In Love Withchu - Bizarre
• I Need A Friend - Bizarre
• Hip Hop - Bizarre
• Hey Nicki - Bizarre
• Gospel Weed Song - Bizarre
• Ghetto Music - Bizarre
• Get The Dick (raw Mix) - Bizarre
• 7 Czerwonych Roz - Baciary
• Nie Warto Kochac - Baciary
• Zostan Tu Ze Mna - Baciary
• Zloty Krazek - Baciary
• Nic Do Stracenia - Baciary
• Na Sianeczku Sianie - Baciary
• Moj Aniele - Baciary
• Pozegnanie - Baciary
• Ice Eater - Pacer
• Sourpuss - Pacer
• Making Plans - Pacer
• Red Shirts - Pacer
• Rediscovering The Telephone - Pacer
• When It's Over - Pacer
• Xgu16x - Pacer
• Be a man - Pacer
• Explainer I Hardly Know Her - Pacer
• Lonely Critics - Pacer
• Everything's Fine - Pacer
• Everything's Fucked - Pacer

[Intro: Sindee Syringe]
Whatsup people!?
This is Sindee Syringe!
We're here up in here snortin' sum lines! and we're all goin' straight to hell!
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Man I pop so many pills, it's startin' to get scary!
[woman: Bizzare, I'm your wife] Bitch, I ain't lairy!
And I don't give a fuck about pullin' out my dick,
Look at the name of my clit
It's D12 hoe! (Yeah, baby!)
It's D12 hoe! (Yeah, baby!)
Yea, yea,
Bizarre smoke atcha and got no problem,
For 10 hot dollars I fuck your bitch at the cavana[?]
VD, AIDs that's what Bizarre got,
For ten thousand michael jackson will give me a shot,
I sniff blow, high off a brick,
Crash into a ditch on 6-96.
Nasty nigga, quick to lick the finger,
Eat a bitch ass, that tastes like a butter finger,
And I'm going to hell for my nasty mouth,
But this is what Rock 'n' roll's all about.
[Chorus: Sindee Syringe]
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
[Verse 2: Bizarre]
Ever since I was a kid I had a violent past,
Whooped a nurse ass for touching my diaper rash!
And I ain't goin' work, I'm a lazy shit,
That's why I'm living warn with a fat white bitch
She's 36 and keeps a gun full of arsenal,
But son's 13, loves to listen to Marshall,
But I whoop his ass, and send him a school,
And let 'em know, that taking drugs is cool!
See I'm on sum dumb shit, don't know right from wrong,
All up on murder Inc. trying to get Ja Rule on a song.
And I used to be a virgin, grown-ass man,
Until I took a trip off to Neverland.
Mike gave me milk and cookies, showed me his room,
Kicked his ass over, I fucked 'im with a broom, coz...
[Chorus: Sindee Syringe]
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
[Verse 3: Bizarre]
All day I dream about sex,
Fucking handicap bitch, me, Proof and Hex!
And I don't give a fuck about no Britney Spears,
Just tie the bitch up, nut in her ears!
Bucks said when I'm a cash 'for I could get it for ten[?]
For the last three months you know where I been!
Snorting, shooting, getting a fix,
Got two Indian bitches in the motel 6
Four bags and twenty bears,
And I don't even know who the fuck D12 is!
I'm on the stage doing a lovesong, (forever...)
You'll fall, knowing damn well I'm wrong,
And I don't want no prostitute to have no sex,
I wanna bitch to break my neck, while I try to get her wet!
So, kids! Don't smoke no weed!
Cause you'll end up just like me!
[Chorus: Sindee Syringe]
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
Nigga fuck you life!
Nigga!
Nigga fuck my life!

[Beeping noise...]
[Cough!]
[Bizarre:]'Ey yo! This Bizarre, and ya'll listenin' to the Handi-cap Circus,
I'm 'bout to call my man fat father I write quit[?],
That's my joke partner,
Every time I wanna hear a new joke or sum shit, I call this big ass nigga up!
Let's call him up, see what the fuck he got to say!
[Beeping as numbers on phone being pushed...]
[Dial Tone...]
[Fat Father:] Yep!
[Bizarre:] What up man!
[Fat Father:] What up!
[Bizarre:] What's crackin'?
[Fat Father:] Man slow-motion man, but I...I caught up with it.
[Bizarre:] Are..are you tryna rehersin' or sumin'?
[Fat Father:] Hell no.....having a meeting man!
[Bizarre:] Ok, you tryna get on the police-force?
[Fat Father:] [laughs] Nooo, nigga...hey man, hey you probably the private nigger that fried bacon naked so the grease will pop you!
[Bizarre:] [Laughs]
[Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Bizarre:] Where'd you get that one from?
[Bizarre and Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Bizarre:] Oh, nah! You got this one call from [???]
[Bizarre and Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Fat Father:] Hey man, you want the deal for breaking a niggas cream [??]
[Bizarre:] [Laughs]
[Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Bizarre:] Where the fuck you get that one from?
[Fat Father:] [Laughs] That's new shit dog! Freshly published!
[Bizarre:] And, and hows you [?]
[Fat Father:] [Laughs] Hey, I heard you got a summer job breeding hound dogs!
[Bizarre:] [Laughs]

Yeah this is dedicated to the big pussy
[Bizarre]
I'm involved with this lady and she weighs 380
And she could barely fit in my Mercedes
She's taking my dough
My back accounts looking low
And I'm about to throw her ass out in the snow
I buy her burgers and steaks and all type of stuff
But KFC and pot roasts are just not enough
Chorus:
Down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (Don't you be telling your friends)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I though KFC was enough)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I gave you all my food)
[Bizarre]
You came to my place high off of Picartie
You had the nerve to strip dance at my boy's bachelor party
She gave me head and broke my bed
And there's really nothing else to be said
Chorus:
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (Girl you're bigger than my mother)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I'm tired of shopping at Mary Ann Plus)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (Super size combos)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I have a very fat ho in the world)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (You had to go and steal my cheese cake)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (You gonna stop paging Rico)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
[Bizarre]
Federation Records ain't got my number

[Intro:]
Maybe its the weed
Maybe its more than the fucking weed
[Hook:]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me
Right now that's all I'm on
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
I've had a headache for the last three days
And the last couple days I been missin' some pay
Do I have AIDS? I'm sniffin' and coughin'
And really this doesn't happen to often
Maybe I'm trippin', maybe I got the flu
Maybe I'm stressed out, somethin' I'm goin' through
Its been a week and me and wife ain't have sex
I'm usually a wild guy, I'll break her fucking neck
I'm sick and I'm starting to wimper
Its 90 degrees, its like December
My temperature is 106
I can't shit and I feel like shit
[Hook: x2]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me
Right now that's all I'm on
[Verse 2: Bizarre]
More trouble, here comes day two
I took a shit in my white underroos
My eyes look like I been smokin' crack
Exlax got me throwing up big macs
Nyquil, Advil, Tylenol, synus
Carryin' my ??? around like I'm ???
Maybe its the pork I ate in New York
Or maybe my baby mama wantin' child support
Or maybe its the fish that made me sick
Or maybe its the prostitute I let suck my dick
Or maybe its just the bottle of vodka
I don't care, I just need to see the doctor
[Hook: x2]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me
Right now that's all I'm on
[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
I'ma kill this bitch, the tip on my dick
Ain't got an itch but I couldn't resist the switch
She's the type of bitch made to flinch
Walk passed *****s, all in the ass
Or its because I had a tall glass
I dropped my drawers without my dick wrapped
Purhaps, I could catch the crabs
But at that moment that's irrelevant
I knew what I know now, I practice celibace
And be hesitant from tappin' Evelyn
Heaven sent a message when I came back negative
Never fuck a bitch in the ass off a laxative
[Hook: x2]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me

[Intro:]
Pssssshh!
Yeeahhhhh!
[Chorus:]
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (crush on you...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't know why...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't to care...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't feel...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I needs bullshit...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't want shit...)
[Verse:]
Heeeey - little mama! (hey, little mama!)
Don't you know I - like your style! (hahahah!)
I wanna pick you up and - show you around (just show you!)
Myyyyyy hometooooooown! (yeah, I show you!)
This is how - I get down, yeeeeeaaah!
Cloooooset freeeak! (girl: "you alright? ") (that's me girl! that's me!)
Cloooooset freeeak! (girl: "that closet freak, mothafucka? ") (you a closet freak!)
Giiirl - can you cook? (girl: "Hell, yeah! ") (so you cook girl?)
Cause I don't really care - how you look! (girl: "You don't? ")
Cause all I wanna do is... (do this shit!)
[Bizarre mumbles "Hold you! " and a girl mumbles "Hold me! "]
[Chorus:]
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (crush on you...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't know why...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't to care...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't feel...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I needs bullshit...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't want shit...)

[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry
'Cause I don't know when I'll be home
[verse 1: Bizarre]
Ever since I was young, it's been my dream
To be successful, doin this music thing
Music is a part of my soul
I'll be sixty years old, still on the road
A grown ass man tryin to make a living
A grown ass man makin grown man decisions
Relax; I don't want you to work
Let me go out here and put in the dirt
I'll buy you a skirt, brand new Coach purse
Whenever I leave, I know it still hurts
What, you want a watch, a bracelet, or a chain?
How about my chest? A tattoo of your name
Man I'm sick of all this luggage that I'm rattling
Trust me I'm sick of fights and all this traveling
Two weeks in the UK, three days in Hong Kong
It won't be long, I'll be home
[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry
'Cause I don't know when I'll be home
[verse 2: Kuniva]
Look, your daddy has to hit the road
And I know you're getting old enough to notice that I'm gone
And I know I'm your best friend, the one that you look up to
Some people think I'm overprotective but I just love you
And even though I'm gone, I'd rather be home wit you
And no matter where I'm at your daddy is gon' miss you
You're my little man so be nice to your baby sister
And give mommy a big hug for daddy and kiss her
'Cause I know she gets tired at times I feel guilty
I wish that I could take y'all wit me
But it's crazy out here and I don't wanna expose you
To the frustrations of this rap game that I go through
And honestly, I don't even do it for me
I do it so we could live life comfortably
And that's why I wear y'all proudly around my neck
And I don't care who last said it daddy has your respect
and just know that...
[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry
'Cause I don't know when I'll be home
[verse 3: Bizarre]
[Beep, Beep]
Man, here comes the van
I wanna thank Mathew Knowles for giving me a chance
Got the advance now it's time to hit the streets
And I'll be home in three and a half weeks
What college you goin to? That's your decision
Just know that I'll be here to pay your tuition
The only daddy you know, and that's on the real
And I been takin care of you since Murray Ill
I moved down south, big old house
Got you two horses and a lake full of trout
And Sundays, I put on my new house shoes
Lookin at TV, watchin the Lions lose
I miss Papi, Pug, Pepper and Patches
Man I can't go to sleep on that brand new mattress
Even though, I make music in the band
Big Boi and Dave see you at Lake Ann
[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry

[Bizarre]
Aye, aye the idiotic kid's back
Ready to attack, ready to put two macks to your back
Ain't no fussin when I start bustin
Lyrically cussin, why Jay Dee's want production
Go to 212 to see my friends
Too many Heineken's, the whole crews fightin to get in
I'm lookin around to see who want it
I wanna get blunted but only got a dollar on it
The rude boys is frontin, legends is pumpin
Bella is jumpin, the heat is like shh...bumpin
Ready or not rap world here I come
Comin to every battle screamin out, "Who want some"
Lyrical warfare for MC's who step
Caution watch your step or I'll destroy your rep
Lookin for the crews that cause a threat
We ain't ballers yet, we ain't passin no moet
I'm playin in between the sheets in my jeep
Lookin for the freak with the big butt cheeks
No disrespect throw your hands up
Yeah, grab your girl tell her, put her hands up
Chorus: 4x
Throw your hands in the air
Put your blunts in the sky
Grab a cutiepie
And do the butterfly
[Bizarre]
Cruisin down the Ave, just to hit a spot
I got a fat girl on my jock
I'm a tell you why I'm the king and you're a pion
See what's happenin your whole style is a rewind
Whack MCs will get verbally shot
Cause ain't no style like the style I got
I'm the idiotic kid that they call Bizarre
Get kick out at topless bars because I went too far
Don't try to roll if you're a beginner roll a rookie
Forget the blunts kid we high off weed-cookies
Buddha sets represent the mid-west
And I can penetrate trough vest
Leaving a whole lot of mess
Three millers and a blunt, boy I'm too high
Just cause I'm a big guy don't mean I can't butterfly
My crew's gettin wasted in Noah's Arc
I'm in the back of the club smokin blunts with Sonya Burnheart
Don't matter if your big short or tall
Kick your game and give your girl a call
The nights over kid, I'm still gettin splifted
Keith Murray dropped the half off the set get lifted
Chorus: repeat 4x
Jersey,
Chorus: repeat 1x
Outsidaz,
Chorus: repeat 1x
Atlanta,
Chorus: repeat 1x
Dallas,

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
"This is a bad day.."
[Random lady:]
"Motherfucker you need to get up and find your ass a job,
Im sick of you just layin around all day long playin nintendo.
They dont even make nintendos no more!
Where the hell you find that shit at?
And I know that you can find a job, your bus pass is in your wallet I seen that shit yesterday, you just sit up all day long!
Lie lie lie
Eat eat eat
Drink drink drink
You dont do shit! Im sick of you!"
[Bizarre:]
"Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God, got my asscheeks stuck to a fishin rod, wheres the dogs aint no frogs, momma cookin breakfast with no (laws?)
I got my grub on, but didnt pig out, no Thanksgivin so we eatin, carry out.
This dude came through my front door, he said I wouldnt live to see 24
I gotta go cause I got on flip flops
If I sold out then my feet 'd drop.
Had to stop, at the red light, everybody laughin at my yellow dirtbike.
And everythings alright
I got a beatin from Sherry, shes a transvesdite
Callin up my homies and Im askin yall
Bring twenty, bottles of alcohol
Playin football, and Im in trouble
They gave me the ball, I fumbled
And I cant believe, my best friends gay
Today was a bad day.
[Chorus:]
"Yeah..today was fucked up
hey man you gotta sing fo these niggas
Today was a bad day
Today was fucked up!"
[Verse 2:]
"I bust my ass in the shower
Got on this fresh new baby powder
Kids just today these dudes try to blast me
Saw the police, and got my ass beat
No flexin, wooped my ass, in the intersection, till I shoot thats the question
With the beats and, I was watchin rap city, shootin them craps, I got fifty
Shake em up [x3]
Shake em
A couple a niggas, watch me all break em
They beat my ass, I need nine, nine eleven
They threw my ass through this back door
They took all my cash flow
Punched me in the chest, and kicked me in the asshole
I just found out, my best friends gay
Today was a bad day."
[Chorus:]
"Yeah..today was all fucked up
rainin an shit.
Today was a bad day
Rainin shit, yeah.
You seen that shit nigga
Today was fucked up!"
[Verse 3:]
"Left my homies house paid, picked up this chick been tryin rape since twelth grade
Its ironic,
decisions and demand
An art test fired on the fan [?]
Took a trip to Miami
Got my ass beat at the twenty first grammys
My dick is so weak, so weak, so weak I put my own ass to sleep
Woke up around one, didnt hesitate to say that she didnt cum
Ridin down seven mile coast an, sippin on a potion, rubbin on some baby oil lotion
And nothin seems, to work out
She smacked me in the face, and mirked out
Today was like one of those bad dreams, jackin off with a bowl full of whip cream
Helicopter lookin for the murderer
Two in the mornin got the Cody allen [?] burger
Even with the lights of the good year blimp, and in red, bizarre aint shit
Drunk as hell, and Im throwin up
Page your cat off, so you know it aint blowin up
I found that my best friend was gay
Today was a bad day.."
[Chorus:]
"You seen that shit nigga
Today was a bad day
Today was fucked up!
Hannicap Circus, commin soon
Bizarre, HannniCap Circus
Today was a bad day mother fucker

Chorus:repeat 3x
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
[Bizarre]
Ladies and gentlemen may I grab your attention
Its the dopest MC from the Midwest
Did I mention
So clap your hands and stomp your feet
And party on down to the Bizarre Kid beat
Throw your hands in the air so I can feel it
It's the big guy rappin with the idiotic literatein
Forget your small talk watch Bizarre Kid get wild
Guarantee to get your girl warm like a reptile
Big chubby guy comin straight from 7 mile
Your girl heard my style
And said, "ooh he's foul"
So tell your man to stop trippin bro
Or he gonna get rushed by 10 guys he don't even know
Representin the men, moneys what I'm gettin
[] still gigglin bush [ ] , my styles forbidden
It's the big guy, do the butterfly to the ground
And the base head bounce
Man I got that packed down
Man forget the night
We gonna party till the day
And I'm a strip dance at your girlfriend's cabaret
Chorus:repeat 3x
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
[Bizarre]
Does Bizarre roll with Slim Shady, Yeah yeah
Quick to drive up in your Mercedes, Yeah yeah
Datin ladies nearly 80, Yeah yeah
Now who in this rap game could fade me
Some of you rap guys never heard of me
Sometimes I be in Dallas or even North New Jersey
Forget the Moet we drinkin Hen dog all night
And pass the dance so I can get high as a kite
A slow song come on it's time to dirty dance
And right now I'm grabbin any girl I can
Grab her butt cheeks and hold her real tight
And tell her me and you were gettin wild for tonight
Gimme your beeper number and check before you leave
"Ay yo call me tomorrow and ask for Steve"
Oh no this shit I couldn't believe
Me and ??? grabbed her by her knees
Snatched outta her weave
And grabbed the car keys
Chorus:repeat 2x
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
[Kon Artist]
Now everybody throw they hands up
This ain't a stick
We came to this jam
To buy ??? and play a game of pick up
With any big butt freaks that's done for the cause
And yo Bizarre was at the bar down ???
[Kuniva]
I'm still game spittin while you still get in
Still gettin down how we livin
Wild like we outta prison
Run our mouth, kick in doors
And I'm talkin to a chicken head that could be yours
[Kon Artist]
Slam dancin with girls just to see they chest bump
Now everybody bu bu bum bump bump
And get down to the sounds that we can cock jump
Or mess around and get your whole damn block jumped
[Kuniva]
Watch you beeper when I'm walking through the crowd
Which one of y'all actin wild, getting loud
You still screamin that somebody still hatin on you
We in the parkin lot 50 deep waitin on you
Da Brigade actin up and we still scrapin
Walkin back up in the club like ain't nuttin happened
WHAT WHAT WHAT
All my ladies say WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say CUT, CUT, CUT

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Trife thieves we can't be trusted
Step into my clique the wrong way and get yo' motherfuckin dome busted
We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches
We ain't just shootin niggaz, we buckin bitches
[Bizarre]
My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door
Have ya nigga's far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH!)
Battle Bizarre and it's just too deadly
Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still couldm't forget me
If I don't get all my fuckin dough
Y'all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show
Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch
For ten rocks even a basshead with AIDS would suck my dick
Cause I'm quick to snatch a nigga out his Polo
I'm the reason niggaz come ten deep and end up leavin solo
(I'm by myself!) Meet losing ya'll niggaz must be buggin
We can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the judges
I'm the illest rapper to come out thus far
I'll shoot anybody; even the bitch who gave me CPR
Step to the Outz and end up getting burned
Fuck around and get raped like one of Bill Clinton's interns
[Eminem]
I'll shove a gun in ya grill, greasy and heated
Smothered in hot mustard;
So when I feed it to you it's easy to eat it
You need to be immediately treated while you breathin
Or you'll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with Jesus
You hate on us and we'll be waitin on eight corners
Swarmin ya hood with a thousand angry skateboarders (c'mon)
I hop in a jeep, slam on the gas and charge you
And bombard you in the car that your mom bought you
Fuck around and get choked and found in a moat
Flotin around drowned face down in a boat (damn)
I'll pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up
To the 7 Mile drive-through at McDonald's and piledrive you
I got the power to snatch a motherfucker out of his car
When he drives by me at 90 miles an hour
This place is my house I might as well erase my face with white out
Cause y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows
[Fuzz]
I'm dressed to please sucking nips
Yeah, she get it the same way that I fucked the chick
Stuck my hands in her panties like bitch suck my dick
87 freak 187 heat the passion rolls I'm passin clothes
You like it in the ass is what I'm askin hoes
Aren't you Fuzz he has sold more albums then the Jackson's sold
I love you baby if I'm not with you then I'm blastin foes
Telepathically harrasing foes
I know your little sister is four-teen but her ass can grow
Ice-berg took down Titantic elastical
Given my fans the exact shit they askin fo'
Fuzz Scooter fucking one man bout to show
You passing one blunt bitch we passing four
I rode your ass and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up
I'll send you to tell 2Pac to "Keep His Head Up"
I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up
I knew this shit was over from the fucking blood that he spit up
Ran a couple more miles should have done more sit-ups
I want his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up
Call your bitch like, "Bitch, come and pick this bitch up"
On battle you be sweeter then I get this shit up
I'll stomp you too you get up
Or stomp you to the cops come
Eighty nigga's came when your fucking block got dumb

[Syndee moaning]
[Bizarre:]
Come on boy
Psychotic music
[verse: (Syndee)]
Come on and ride wit me (ride wit me)
Get inside wit me (get inside wit me)
Come on and ride wit me (ride wit me)
Get inside wit me (get inside wit me)
Yeah!
[chorus: (Syndee)]
I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
I, I, I, I, I, I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
[verse: (Syndee)]
I say I got this money and got these ho's
And i got
All these fancy clothes
They know
(they know)
They know
(they know)
I say "Hey bitch, ain't you fat?"
(Hey bitch, ain't you fat?)
I say hey bitch, ain't you fat?
(Hey bitch, ain't you fat?)
Come on and 'lax wit me
(lax wit me)
Take some Ecstasy
[chorus: (Syndee)]
I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
I, I, I, I, I, I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
This bitch want me to nut all over her face
(face)
Wit the big guy to catch a case
(case?)
yah!
[chorus: (Syndee)]
I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
[dog barking]

I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
(Pass the blunt please and the lighter)
Jumping, jumping, jumping, my rock car
'Cuz I'm a rockstar
(Pass the blunt please)
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Where is Marshall? Who the hell cares?
Bizarre's on stage, shaking his derrier
(Hey hey)
I'm a rock star, touch my belly
Hugs and kisses get my clothes all sweaty
I'm the man, the lead singer of the band
On stage for thousands of fans
(Cheers)
Or you could be a dancer for Hammer
If you look you could see me in the camera
Acting like Luther Vandross
Anything to get them clothes off
(Yea)
The fans want Bizarre, they don't want Em
I'm backstage making out with Kim
I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Jumping, jumping, jumping my rock car
'Cuz I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Jumping, jumping, jumping my rock car
Rock and roll
The girls are gazing, yea, it's so amazing, yea
Black, white, thirteen to eighteen
I'm on T.R.L. with David Chappelle
Talking about the little two days I did in jail stop
Give me a sandwich, feed me lunch
You want some water?
(Girl)
Girl, where's my punch?
If I don't get punch, you gon' get punched
(Poof)
Baby, baby, forget lunch
The guy with the shower cap running the streets
Big old stomach, they all know me
Last video, I was in the back
Now I started a group with Horney Mac
I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Jumping, jumping, jumping my rock car
'Cuz I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Jumping, jumping, jumping my rock car
Rock and roll
Me and 50 working out
(One more)
Show you what the rock stars all about
It's been a while, I'm coming out
Doing laps around Jimmy Iovine's house
I don't drive, I got a chauffer to pick me up
Big old truck that's all beat up
Blue Cadillac, Diamond in the Back
Dr. Dre's on line one
(Girl)
Tell him to call me back
I'm too busy to take his call
I'm at the mall, collecting girls drawers
(Yea)
This Rock Star stuff is the life for me
June 28, buy my CD
I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Jumping, jumping, jumping my rock car
'Cuz I'm a rockstar
Baby, baby, baby, I'm a rockstar
Jumping, jumping, jumping my rock car
Rock and roll
Bizarre you're a rockstar, "Kiss"

This guy is crazy
This guy is a weirdo
Outsidaz, what you wanna do
This is the gang I'm in
Outsidaz, comin to you
[Bizarre]
Lord have mercy for any rapper that showed up
First it was Oklahoma now its your house I'm blowin up
Cuz I'm quick to butt fuck yo moms
And fuck a nine Bizarre's shootin nuclear bombs
Think about it before you diss me on a track
I hang with niggas that just got out and ready to go back
Bizarre making wack crews fold
Me and Bill Clinton wanna bust in those on homeless 14 years old (she's young)
Doin drive by's in fuckin pink caddies
Tie you up and beat you worse the LL Cool J's daddy
This is a crime that even Mc Gruff couldn't solve
Chew dog and its not you niggas is what leavin revolved
You done fucked around and gotta get a fix
Y'all niggas in trouble cuz I done fucked around and hit a six (rap guys)
Who the fuck is y'all wack niggas ignoring
Put me in a room full of murderers they be dead by the mornin
Chorus: repeat 2x
Rap guys
Listen to me, Listen to me rap guys
Diss Bizarre you die
[Bizarre]
We can do this like men
Or talk it we're whit
Or do it my way and drive by later on tonight
Break in your house hang your sister by her shirt
Bury her in the dirt, wait for you moms to get home from work
Id a killed so many M.C's I cant count the number
Niggas writin me letters say “I know what you did last summer”
One rapper tested me and though I was a punk
And I ain't seen his body since I threw it out of my trunk
Fuck around and throw your ass in the lake
And never be found like my high school prom date
Bizarre's too ill, shoot vein in my father's vein
And watch a nigga die like Sugar Hill
I'm sicker than a transvestite gettin fucked by a paraplegic
I say dumb shit when I'm weeded
Your girl sucked me, bitch you better duck me
Or fuck around end up roommates with Mike Hutley
Chorus: repeat 3x
Rap guys
Listen to me, Listen to me, rap guys
Diss Bizarre you die
[Bizarre]
I be watchin shows from here to Chi town
Tell your boys this his last day I'm shuttin this block down
I'm the type a guy come to your stage show and boo you
Tell you you can use my sample and two weeks later I'll sue you
Diss me on your stage show
Diss my while you high
But ain't no guarantee you'll make it out this bitch fuckin alive
I got weed and drinks and some fuckin slut
Fuck her in the butt, burn her back with hot cigarette butts
Quick to throw the fuckin nine up
My crew gets more dirty looks then Queen Latifa in a police line up
Don't wind up like your boy name Romer
Have your parents wondering when your ass is comin out this coma
Smell the aroma when my crew hits the stage
Somebody stop this machine in a rage
Fuck your girl disrespect her then I check her
Bizarre 98 bitch federation records
Chorus: repeat 3x
Rap guys
Listen to me, Listen to me rap guys
Diss Bizarre you die

[Public Service announcer:]
This is another Public Service Announcment brought to you, in part by that fat shower-cap wearing, nipple-rubbing, son-of-a bitch.[ptff...]
Hey Bizarre!
[Bizarre:]
Yea...go ahead punk!
Finish talkin'!
[Public Service announcer:]

[Chorus: Mr. Porter]
Now ever since I was a young boy
I would fall for women like you
And even now that I'm a grown man
I'm still in love with the tricks that you can do
(I still love the tricks you do)
I'm used to women think it's nasty
That's they opinion but that ain't my point of view
(That's just they opinion cause they ain't you)
Some of them need to take some lessons
And learn how to fuck like porno bitches do
[Chorus]
{"Devin, the Dude.."}
[Devin the Dude:]
When I was young I was sprung off the way women used their tongue
I couldn't nut yet, but fuck that, it was still fun
to look... I took... vaseline
Even though it was thick and rubbed it on my dick
Now I'm grown...
... and my bone is so well-known hoes wanna get it cloned
Shit, ain't nothin wrong with you chunkin that monkey
All up on me 'til the whole room's funky
The negative thoughts, it's time to change
Shit, you a woman, I'm a man
It's all natural, and we're compatible
I'll bend you over, knock you down, slap that ass a little bit
(ohh ohh) But not to hurt
Like after havin a full course meal, it's the dessert
Now lay on your stomach, put a arch in your hips
and look back so I can see all four of them lips
[Chorus: w/ ad libs]
{"Bizarre.."}
[Bizarre:]
I can on Superman drawers, I'm 6 years old
All in my room, all alone
I'm young, dumb, layin the pipe
Showtime, HBO, Friday night
Butt-naked on the couch, without no clothes
Remote control, ready to bust a load
And fuck Roxanne, I want Big Ann
Tight old pants, my mother's best friend
I watch all your movies and your DVD's
I heard you're comin out with porno CD
I want Janet Jacme, to smack me
Take your bikini off, get on the bed and attack me
I love porn, but niggaz be hatin
R. Kelly ain't got nothin on the shit I be makin (I'm 14!)
I'm a freak, I been that way since 7
Me, Big Boi and Devin; bitch is 11
[Chorus: w/ ad libs]
{"Big Boi, from OutKast.."}
[Big Boi:]
I like a lady, but I sure love a slut
The type that like to suck on my dick and let me scrub them guts
The chick that want it doggy style while playin on my nuts
And when you ain't above face shorty don't be tryin to duck, uh
True Aquarian, mean I'm freaky as to fuck
Eat that coochie for an hour after you shower cock 'em up
From the power of the orgasm your legs are lockin up
Caught a cramp in your thigh, can't even pull your stockings up
But your spike leather collar plus stilletos lookin tough
Now you're passed out on your stomach, seems though you had +Enough+
like J-Lo in that movie where her husband beat her up (bitch!)
Puss appears to be pregnant, swole and wet up
Now you need to go and get up 'fore I set up some more setup
I done caught my second wind, let's begin, lift your head up
It's the battle of the sexes, we can do this shit 'til breakfast
I don't want no mo' babies but I can give you a baby necklace

[Bizarre]
Put y'all guns down, y'all niggas is under arrest
What would a nigga named Les that's a child molest
Who wanna confess about the black Smith and Wess
Pull your girl up out her dress, snatch the baby out the nest
Represent the Mid-west, after we drug test
Look like federal express, leavin a whole lot of mess
Carry a fat knot, my crew's always looted
In this corner we have the undisputed
Champ, doin thugs with craps
Rob em blindfolded and take they foodstamps
My team will get your team, we'll see who shook
Once I pull this nine out you gonna need more shield then Brook
Peace to my nigga Dice One and Illin Delph
The crew took one look at me and pee on themselves
I start beef when I ran in Japan
They play Roxane behind my live van
Chorus: repeat 4x
As soon as one of you niggas try to over react
BLOAW BLOAW, blown to death
[Bizarre]
I want foodstamps passes and weed to get high
Y'all can kiss this seventy year old handicap girl goodbye (she's dead)
My name ain't Sean cause I ????
Down to kill seventy-six niggas, winnin for the Philadelphia
Your crew's through cause y'all niggas is bad news
Put niggas to work without the W crews
The Outsidaz be catching mad misdemeanor
We be settin shit off like Jada Pinkett and Queen Latifah
Pull my automatic
Kill this stinkin faggot
Only hang around unibombers, peeping Toms and drug addicts
Close your eyes and make a wish
I got ten hoes named Hootie that wanna blow my big fish
With this team I got, nigga who can stop me
Throw a sugar rock out even Ray can out box me
I want to drink till my breath smells
Bringin Motown back without Andre Harell
Chorus: repeat 4x
[Bizarre]
Now who can fuck with me, Eminem, Bizarre and Fuzz
The illest niggas to ever come out the Dirty Doz
Strip your team buttnaked and fill em with hot slugs
My drunken thugs be start fight in clubs
God forbid if I get a little buzz
Cheating on my bitch cause I'm buttfuckin her cuz
You still ain't found out where the hell your daughter was
Got me pissed off, went out and sold her for some drugs
Throwin mad kicks like Bruce Lee boy
Can't you see that I'm a total bad boy
Who wanna get they ass kicked in this verbal fight
Y'all niggas is gettin raped like my dick last night
Sellin mad weed cause I'm a customer
They got more drive-bys than in any Blockbusta
Even Mary thought my style was scary
Smokin blunts in Frisco and ate rice with Jerry

[Intro:]
I ain't shit!
I ain't even go to college, hehe!
Matter of fact I ain't even think about goin' to college! (duuuude!)
If I wasn't be doin' this music, shit...
I was the... (duuuuude!)
I don't what the fuck I'd be doin'! (du-du-du-duuuude!)
[Verse 1:]
Ever since I was seven - I wanted to be a rap artist (AYOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Ten years later - I'm still out here starvin'!
Started off talent shows. - Battles around the block
To bein' in the house - 'round six o'clock! (uh!)
Rappin'! - Nigga you better get a job (oooh!)
Stop stayin' in the house - lookin' like a fat slob. (damn, mom!)
And mama - I'm serious about this rappin'!
She thought at the snap of a finger - it would all happen. (yeeah!)
Didn't think about school . Homework I left! (hell no!)
Report card - came home with all F's! (hahaha!)
I saw Redman, walked up to him and bust a rap (whassup?)
He said I was sweet! - And gave me a lil' debt!
Couple hours - he'll give my phone a tap (yo, I'll call you!)
I sit there, waited! - He never called me back! [phone rings] (damn!)
I didn't take a shower! - I waited for six hours!
WHERE THE FUCK IS REGGIE NOBLE? !
[Chorus:]
You get one shot! [shot] - Only get one shot to take it!
You get one chance! - Only get one chance to make it! [police sirens]
You get one choice! - Only get one choice to break it! [window broke] [shot]
Be a man! - Be a man nigga! (maaaaaan!) [x2]
[Verse 2:]
18 years old - mom threw me out the house! (GET OUT!) [door slam shuts]
Responsibility - am I a man or a mouse?
I'm starvin'! (starvin'!) - Tryna get a 9-2-5,
And I'll do anything - just to survive! (hahahahaa!) [kiss]
I wanna go to Open Mic (hehehe!) - but I gotta work tonight (ooh!)
Plus I can't pull up to the club - in a yellow dirk bike. (hey nigga wait!)
My girlfriend's pregnant! (uuuh, wait that!) - I think she's havin' a boy!
I gotta get two jobs - gotta buy her some toys.
Plus my rap partner say he quit! (what?) - He's goin' to church!
After 5 years - of puttin' in work! (daaamn!)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I notice - my goals is gettin' further away
Crystler plant; they gave me a call back today. [phone rings] (hallo?)
Sixteen hour shift - leaves me a whip (uh-huh!)
Beeper on my hip - money starts to flip. (shiiit!)
Been six months - ain't no Hip-Hop in here! (what?)
My stomach gettin' fat - for drinkin' all them beers. (oh!)
All I do is watch football and beat my wife!
Goddamn it! Where the hell is my wife?
My wife ain't cheatin'! - I know she ain't cheatin'! (yeah!)
But every once in awhile - she deserves a fuckin' beatin'! (hahaha!)
My group havin' a meetin' - about tryna reunite! (what?)
But I won't be there - cause I gotta fuckin' work tonight! (AAHHH!)
And I keep on cryin' - just bout to lose it! [cry]
It's been 2 years - since I been away from music!
The best MC from Detroit! - Nigga I was the man!
Don't be like me! - And blow your chance!

Look who just... the shower
Hundred miles an hour
... sour
Looking nothing but white...
... big dog, big ball
One phone call
Kill all of you
... fucking gorilla
Mess with a man...
... MC'em, call when I'm pee'em
Me I'm unstoppable
Mission impossible
Stopping BIZZARE
... look who we are
Who wanna get peed on
This ain't no... song
This ain't no love song
Living like...
Big day
Is the... like I live in Cincinnati
You don't want no beef
You just wanna get...
[Chorus:]
Here we go
Here we go
Cause I'm off the chain now
[Repeats]
I'm tired to hear you rapping about money
I'm tired to hear you trying to make jokes and be funny
I'm tired to hear you trying to act like a dog
We don't give a fuck about celebrity...
I don't need her
Pass the refund
Pretty mamasita
Sexy...
Born in the...
313 don't be...
You can't stop shitting
No fly zone
Is prohibited
Detroit
[Chorus]
... baby boy I'll beat your ass with a belt
Cause... tummy think is funny
You'll catch our... think is funny?
Never bug me I left them all
Big and tall...
I'll call my dog they'll...
47 above the law

[Swift]
My .44 be giving lyposuctions
I blow a hole through your stomach open it up you'll be spillin your own guts
I'm a mad man, a walking trash can
You get beat with my bear hands, fuck a last chance
A macmilly will smack you silly
The epitemy of what really can be the definition of misery
I'm never missing im hittin it
I murder mittiney, ??? thumpin and puncturing kidney
They put a nigga on "Ripley's", bitches I ain't working
I'm on sick leave I take your ability to breathe (nigga)
What a nigga need is a millimeter to eat
Have'em kissing a millipeed or in the street
[Bizarre]
In a fight, I'm first to throw a brick
First to load the clip, first to talk shit
But the last one to split, when the shit get thick
Stupid bitch get hit with the 4.5th
I'm a Ex-??? who fought in Vietnam
Every night I'm thinking about a bomb (oh shit)
My dick so many places, all I do is laugh
Big hoes, fat hoes even baby giraffes
I'm On "Fear Factor" eatin worms and broccoli
Tomato, Mustard, mixed with Guatamali
Strated a group with Flava Flav "The funny Pack"
I dj and scratch while he smoke crack
[Chorus: Kon Artis]
Now who want it with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't it up we taking it
Cuz we don't want y'all to get it twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about Nothing At All
Now who fucking with (us)
Please don't forget (that)
If you don't give it up we takin it back
And We don't y'all to get twisted at all
D12 don't give a fuck about nothing at aaaaaaaaaaaall
[Kuniva]
I'm sure ya moma told you, nigga that drugs kill (yeah)
If karma doesn't catch up with you then slugs will
Now everybody saying they real and they hug steal (fo' real)
'Till they find'em layin dead in this tub with blood spill
all over the floor, carpet to wall, i'm talking to y'all
you can call your peoples my nigga i'm sparking'em all
Barking at dogs that's bitin for real, starvin and fightin for meal
bizarre got viking and pills
Swift And Denaun ain't likely to chill they hot headed
You a bitch yeah I said it
I bet if god let it happen then it's over
Kuniva's out of his will (yeah)
I just shot up his crib and Knock the snot outta his kids
[Kon Artis]
Mr. Porter, Brigade, sideways to next life
You in the way and you subject to be one with this knife
I ??? For Bitches life Straight ??? Surgery
y'all run to emergency with an achin urgency
Yeah I'm nice, common courtesy Escourt you to the imfermary
7 mile, Ruyon ave. 'Till they straoght up bury me
You expect us to believe that you scrap and the it cost
When you ??? a 44 dog you lost
And ain't talking 'bout a doggy loss
I'm Talking about a Fuckin puppy when i'm sayin 'bout a doggy loss
I scatter cries when I'm haulin off
mozzeltov a nigga'll cross his head with a bottle of Scotch
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Don't get it twisted nigga we here nigga
Who ever said Scrapping isn't a sport
Got me and bizzy in court, shadowboxing an invisible assault
Proof gon give it to ya raw like O.D.B.
Homey please who better than D-twease and Obie .T (Shady)
Phony G's walkin and talkin, Never cocking a cock gun
Macauly Caulkin, actors we droppin ya coffins
When my mac speak, you have an R.I.P. list Tatted
So ??? from ya neck to ya ass cheek
And actually when murderers ??? my glock ???
Your life is like fat people legs it's not needed
Se how high P is, Steamin in the snow like how P is
D12 we got this biatch

Detroit
Motown
Ey Guess What?
The Game Is Just Too Bold This Year
And You What Happened?
[Chorus:]
Rob It, Shoot It, Kill It, Murder (Muuuurddaaaa) [x2]
[Verse 1: Bizzare]
Henneyed Up , Remeyed Up, Ski Mask, Black Truck, Dickie Outfit, Passanger Side(Pistol Grip Pump)
Fuck It, I Just Did Two Lines, A Chrome Tech 9, It'll Tear Out Niggas Spines
Its A Party, Go On In And Have Fun, Cuz After Its Over All U Gon Hear Is (Run Nigga Run!!)
Shootin, Blastin, Hittin In The Floor, 10,000 In The Safe, Shiiiit Im Bout To Score
Cuz Im Dangerous, Off Angel Dust, Shit Ill Bust, Leave A Nigga That K Wit Us
And This Is For Mah Niggas That Be Robbin And Stealin, Car Jackin, Murder Ones, And Fuckin Drug Dealin
[Chorus:]
Rob It, Shoot It, Kill It, Murder (Muuuurddaaaa) [x2]
[Verse 2:Kuniva]
I Stumble In Tha Club Blowder 9mm Cocked,Something's Telling Me To Stop,Fuck It I Don't See The Cops(Aaaaaa!),Niggas Don't Believe It Till It's Out
Stupid Mutherfuckas Wanna Take It Seener Growth Now The Heater's Out(Damn!)
Biatches Screamin Liked I Put My Penis Out Beging Me To Put That
Big Mutherfucka Away But The Demon's Out,Everybody's On The Floor
Come Outta That Makin,Come Outta That Dyingness,And You Come Outta That
Valore,The Party Is Over Shut Da Fuck Down Cut The Music(Scratch)
Matter Of Fact Turn It Back Up Shiiit I Can Use It,I Need The Noise And
Case Ill Have To Cummble Of I Saw Another Ice Chain Walked Over
And Thugged It Off(Gimme That!),Give Me That Buttersoft In Case You'll Buying
Of The Bar You Can Buy My Drink For Today And Tomorrow
Im Out For The Paper My Homie Better Hide You Jewels

[chorus: Bizarre]
I'm ripped, I'm on the acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
[verse 1: Bizarre]
Vile, sick, son of a bitch
Say shit three times in a row like I don't give a shit (bitch! bitch!)
God dammit son of an ass
Ladies and gentleman, Bizarre's a dumb ass!
Sayin' cus words like too short
Eatin' pork of all sorts in the middle of New York
Beatin' my meat, watchin' sesame street
Fuck a sheet, I'll bust in my little niece
She's so sweet, a six year old freak
Who want me to bust right between her ass cheeks!
You ever met a guy with cancer who refused chemo?
Call a doctor a homo and do a two week promo!
That's me, a fucking G!
I'll probably be dead before the end of this cd!
MVD, I probably caught it
Crack in your neighborhood, I probably brought it!
[chorus: Bizarre]
I'm ripped, I'm on the acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
I'm ripped, I'm on the acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
[Verse 2: Young Miles]
Yeah! when this hennessy get into me,
Man I talk shit until I lose my mind like Kennedy!
The bottom line, I ain't feelin' your ass!
So when the pumps to your car, it ain't to fill it with gas! [gun reloading] (nigga!)
Its Young Miles, I'm the boss of the crime!
You don't know another nigga that’s as hard as I,
I clap a nigga in his ride then a toss the nine,
I'm at your wake with a bomb, now your coffin flyin'!
You tryna say this ain’t the bestest record?
Man you got it fuck up like sex in heaven!
And I can gun you down, I don't fuck around,
I have you sleepin' up underground!
So when your boy load the lead in the pipe
Bitch niggas better run like they scared for they life!
And when I pop the thang,
Even the niggaz in the crowd catch shots like a hockey game!
[chorus: Bizarre]
I'm ripped, I'm on the acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
I'm ripped, I'm on the acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
[verse 3: Bizarre:]
I'm a grown ass man, that’s an obsessed Usher fan
Gonna rub his back and put on his head band (Usher!)
Mid-twenties, still workin' at Wendy's (May I help you?)
Sniffin' coke with my girlfriend Kemi [laughing]
Fuck a cup, I'll piss in your butt!
Tell my grandfather shut the fuck up,
While I piss in his butt!
Can't be around kids, my brains is splattered,
I ain't readin' books, I'm fillin' on pampers
Bizarre don't give a shit, fucking a bitch eighty-six,
[woman:] he just told you he don't give a shit!
My grandmother eighty-six and my grandfather would nut in his butt,

Sound, camera, annnnnd...
action!
[Introduction: spoken by Young Miles]
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls! Bitches and whole-ass niggaz, the weirdo is back! I want everybody right now to put your blunts up!
You're now listenin' to Bizarre's solo album, the Handi-cap Circus!
and I'm your boy, young mile of the future!
And my mans about to get it crackin' for ya'll! The band has a new lead singer!
Everybody stand up!
Put ya muthafucking hands up for the number one weirdo, Bizarre!
[Bizarre:]
Heeey.. bitch, its the nigga with the shower cap!
Kickin' a nasty, dirty 50 rap.
Detroit's on the maaap,
and D12's back!
Any nigger pop shit, get his ass smacked!
I got two lesbians, full blown aids,
20 bucks, you can get your ass laid.
Welcome to Detroit, where the city is cold,
where niggas ride on pot holes, and fuck up their twenty-fous.
Come to bail-out, where niggas drinking brew, where all-stars dance open to tunes. [??]
Seven-mile estout[?] is where ya'll find me,
or downtown, where its gritty and grimy!
Detroit, the home of the trick-hoes,
Monty Carlo's smoking gas[?] by the o's [coughing]
But if ya want weed, holla at my man, seven-mile, the home of strawberry dan[???]
Detroit is in the house and I thought I'd let you know.
We smoking gas[?]and got them greens by the o's.
This is 313 and I thought I would let you know.
Detroit, the east side, the west side, nigger....

[Intro: Bizarre]
Aight here we go, yeah
This track is dedicated, to my grandfather, Sweet Red
We love you.. can't nobody walk like you tonight
[Chorus: Bizarre]
I'm so coooool – look at the way, look at the way I walk
I'm so coooool – my gangsta lean, look at the way I talk
I'm so coooool – look at the way, look at the way I walk
I'm so coooool – my gangsta lean, look at the way I talk
[Bizarre: singing]
Girl, you don't have to have no sex (no sex)
Just bend your body, and work yo' neck
See I'm so coooool.. I ain't tryin to break no sweat (phew)
Just give you some sex, that you won't forget (ahh!)
So just chill.. and just roll the weed up [cough cough]
It's the way I walk, my legs ain't messed up
See I'm so coooool.. coolest nigga that you know (that you KNOW!)
Cause Jerry Hollywood is 'bout to go (YEAH!)
[Chorus]
[Bizarre: singing]
I'm the big guy with the shower cap on TV (yeah)
And all the hoes, they all love to see me
Cause I'm so coooool – my sexy stomach, they love all my tats
In a hotel room, hittin it from the back (who yo' daddy!)
Cause I'm so coooool – all the hoes let me nut, on they clothes-es
And when I fart, MOTHERFUCKERS SMELL LIKE ROSES!
CAUSE I'M SO COOL! Ahh, cool, motherfucker I'm cool
Aiyyo Chav, show these motherfuckers how cool I am! YEAH!!
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Bizarre]
Just be cool man
You havin problems with your label, be cool
You havin problems in yo' marriage, be cool
Cause I'm cool, can't nothin fuck up my spirit, WHOO!
I'm just gon' keep poppin these pills
And livin in "Alice in Wonderland," with the butterflies
Ha ha, I wanna give a shout out to
All them old folks, in the old folks home
Smokin that weed when the nurse leave
[Chorus]
[Outro: Bizarre]
Yeah, what's cooler than bein cool?
Aiyyo Proof, why don't you do that Young Legend walk? (hahaha)
Walk like Young Legend Proof.. ahh I see you, hahahaha
I see you, ha ha ha, aiyyo Obie! Ha ha
Ay walk like you be walkin when you walkin in the airport
Do that airport walk.. ah-hahaha, yeah, heh

I'm in luv witc,
I'm in luv witc,
I'm in luv witc,
I'm in luv witc,
I'm in luv witc,
I'm in luv witchu!
[verse 1: Bizarre]
I love the way you walk,
I love the way you talk,
I love the way you come from New York and don't eat pork!
I like the way you smell,
I like the fact that you stay in jail,
Fourteen years old getting' fucked by R-Kel! [laughing]
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like your nasty attitude,
I like the way you get fucked when you nude, your whole back get bruised! (Aaaa!)
Bitch I like your smile!
I like the fact that your breath is foul! (Ugh!)
I like it with your dirty weave,
Comin' over, never wanna leave! (Wooo!)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like feeding you small meat,
I like levelling you dirty cheeks!(?)
I like feeding you all type of treats!
I like getting' my ass beat, for two and a half weeks!
Damn! (fuck you!)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like the fact that you fucking Proof!
Go ahead tell Kuniva the truth! (tell him!)
I like the fact that you broke, (ha ha!)
I like the fact that you can't vote,
Does this bitch always wanna smoke? [coughing]
Bizarre's a fucking joke! (pass the blunt!)
Bitch I hit you in your fucking throat!
(I'm in luv witchu!)
The fact that you on your period,
I like the fact that you don't take it serious!
I like the fact that you let my dog get it, [dog barking]
His a (???)
You know whats in it? (?)
I like the fact that you voted for Bush!
Tells us all(??)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like the fact you love my sister,
That's why you suck my dick, till my knees blistered!
I like the fact that you a female mechanic (??)
I like the fact that you give it till you can't stand it!
(take thiis.... Dick!)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like the fact you celebrate Christmas,
Coz I sure damn miss it! (I do!)
I like the fact that you listen to Snoop,
I like the fact that you got fucked by Luke! (dirty bitch!)
I like the fact you an actress
I like the fact that you a singing (?)
Does make it happen (laughing)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like the fact that you a cheater,
I like the fact that I'm a beater,
My name's Peter!
The pussy-eater! (ooo)
I like the fact you check I'm gay,
I like the fact your son's always gay!
I like the fact your booty smells,
I like the fact you use (??)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like the fact your grandmother die,
When she was eighty-five, the bitch finally died!
Stayin alive! (crying)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like it that you don't care about your kids, (where's Johnny?)
I like the fact that you get into bed,
I like the fact that you so cool,
I like swimming in your dirty pool, (splash)
I like the fact that your fathers (??)
I like the fact that your fathers a black man tryna be a white man! (Yeah!)
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like to fuck a black moose,
I like you know macs loose,
I like the fact you handicapped,
I like the fact you tryna rap!
I like the fact that you got an old caprice,
I like the fact that you robbed bay's(?) niece
(I'm in luv witchu!)
I like the fact that you've been molested, (touch me!)
I like the fact you've been arrested, (sirens)
I like the fact your cold's congested,
I like the fact you a member of the (??)
THIS IS WHAT I REALLY WANNA SAY! (Matter of a fact...)
(I'm ....I)
I hate your fucking cooking, (bitch you can't cook!)
I hate the way you fucking' lookin' (bitch you ugly!)
Bitch you ain't from Broklyn,
you ain't a fucking woman!
I hate your smile!
I hate your style!
Bitch you an ugly ass reptile,
You need to be meat,
Bitch you uglier then Sindy Margery!

[Intro:]
Sniiiiiiiff!
Fuckin' weirdos!
Sniiiiiiiff! [window broke]
FERGIE!
[Verse 1: (Fergie)]
("Susan! - Make shut the doors, lock! ")
Too late bitch! - I done pulled the fucking Glock. [gun cocks] (shit!)
Each of you wanna face with a mouth and tie you up with sock!
("Dial 9-1-1! ") (DIAL 9-1-1!) Bitch I am a fucking cop.
I'm outta cot! - I'm a fucking with kittie!
The last two months - I been suspended. (hehehe!)
Suspended - cause I love the shoots!
[CENSORED] Mell prostitutes! (yeah!)
I love to catch 'em, walk 'em on 7 Mile and Boulevard, (yeeah!)
Put a .9 to 'em, catch 'em off God! (oh-oh-oh!)
And it ain't a time of the day - I walk up to 'em and steal 'em,
God hate fags! - Sit me here and kill 'em! (OOOHH, GOD!)
Don't reach for the phone - don't call for help, (bitch!)
I know you hate me! - I fucking hate myself! (BITCH!)
I missed you when I talked you - I'm glad you lizzed,
Cause 10 minutes from now (hehehehe!) - I'll be in prison!
[Chorus:]
I need - someone - to - listen to meeeeeeeeeee! (psssssh!) (fuckin' crazy!)
I need - someone - who - cares about meeeeeeeeee! (my wife is a slut!)
[Bridge:]
I need (yeah!) - a friend!
I need - a friend!
I need - a friend!
I need (uh!) - a friend!
[Verse 2:]
[scream] Shut up bitch 'fore I shoot you! (shut up!)
With a fucking .9 or a fucking [? ]
You're probably wondering - why I'm in your house, (why?)
This is a long story - this helps me to get out. (YEAH!)
This is a story, that I'm a rapper trying to make it, (uhh!)
Now I'm a rapist - that tryina take it. (Bizarre!)
You like my chain? - Bitch don't break it!
My mother gave it to me. - It's kind of secret! (yeah!)
I used to be a catholic priest - now I'm living on the streets,
One of a touching my little niece! (uuhhh!)
It's turned off. - Oh, my niece kissing me? !
What, what the fuck is going on bitch? (hehehe!) - Listen to me!
The police delicious started to relieve first,
I ain't [? ] a vergent and bully on work. (ewwww!)
Stop staring at the phone - you can't make a call.
I got your ass chicks - near to the wall! (naaaahhh!)
And I'm finally glad that the truth came out,
Now this is the part what it is - I blow my brains out. [shot]
[Chorus]
[Bridge x2]

[Intro: Bizarre]
Yeah...huh...(hip hop, hip hop, hip hop)
Turn my mic up a little bit (hip hop)
Hit some of this Cali guido(hip hop)
Listen to some muthafuckin'... (hip hop)
Everybody got a little story they gotta tell
Niggaz ain't heard my shit...hahaha
The life of Bizarre...what!
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Hip hop, that's the way of life (Word?)
If you think you're nice, then go grab the mic (Grab it!)
Let me tell you my story, 'cause everybody got one
Grab a pen and pad and start to jot some
Always told myself that I would never be losin'
Man I ain't had no hood, my mother was always movin' (Damn!)
From Detroit to Texas, Texas to Detroit (C'mon!)
God damn, Mama, what's the point? (the fuck?)
So I would go in my room and pack my little bags (Aughh!)
Jump in the truck with my step-dad
When I was ten years old, I started to feel the hunger
Got a little older, man, the force got stronger (Yeah!)
And me and my rap partner wasn't seein' eye to eye
So he picked up and started a group with some other guys (Haha)
This is hip hop...man, I won't stop
Yo Big Boi (What up?) Gimme a beatbox
[beatbox]
[Chorus]
Hip hop, hip hop
Hip hop
Hip hop
Hip hop
[Verse 2: Bizarre]
From the hip hop shop to Maurice Malone (Uh-huh)
Ten years later, I'm still in the zone (Word?)
7 Mile and ??? where a star was born (Yeah!)
United we stand, divided we swore (D-12!)
And hell yeah, I lived in my car (Yeah!)
Bitch, I was homeless, I would have slept in a jar (Hahahaha)
And Dirty Management, I wish all the best
But me and my niggas, we had to do what's best (That's right)
It was a mess, all them taxes and accounts (What?)
Checks started to bounce, niggas couldn't buy an ounce (Hell yeah)
And now that we platinum, they diss our name (What?)
Like we won't go to the car and get them thangs
And beef, sometimes you don't have a choice
To the fight with Whitey Ford to the beef with Royce (What?!)
To the Ja Rules, Benzinos, and niggas in the club
To the e-dubs and niggas you ain't heard of
And man, I don't know how to use a gun (Naw)
But I'll learn quick if the fuckin' beef come!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Man, I thought this was supposed to be hip hop, hip hop
I'd rather be fishin' in flip flops, flip flops
Or cross over to country like Kid Rock, did, I
Can't see no country singers beefin' over some guitar
Riff that Willie Nelson lifted from Bob Seger
When I was younger I was so eager
To have a gun I would do the same
Couldn't wait to get to the shootin' range
Me and my man Goofy Gary just tryin' to let loose some steam
Muthafuckas laughin' 'cause I couldn't aim
So I'd pull the fuckin' target closer and just shoot the thang
I used to have this theory: keep three bullets in the gun
It was a mandatory year up here in Michigan
For each bullet if you got no CCW license
I tried to apply for one, they said it'd take 5-6 months
What the fuck am I supposed to do mean time when rivals come?
Hide that sumbitch in the glovebox or inside the trunk
Now, back to what my three-bullet theory was
I'm triple platinum, I ain't tryin' to catch no murder one
Figured I'd shoot to wound, probably miss with at least one
But them other two gon' fuck his shoulder and his kneecap up
Then I'ma say it's self defense, how come I had the gun
Was because I was at the range, on my way back from
This dude approached me on some bullshit
I'd get a year for each bullet at the most
As opposed to havin' a full clip in that
That was my idiotic logic, it was basically for safety
But it gave me power, and it made me crazy
And psychotic, I just got retarded once I got it
Thank God it was empty the night that I got caught with it
What the fuck, man I thought that it was supposed to be...

Oh Nicki you’re so fine you’re so fine you blow my mind
Hey Nicki Hey Nicki
Oh Nicki you’re so fine you’re so fine you blow my mind
Hey Nicki Hey Nicki
Oh Nicki you’re so fine you’re so fine
Jamaican queen is about to catch a flight
I’ll be there six a clock tomorrow night
Jump off the flight hit the hotel
Jump in the shower I must descale
Unload my bags pull out the douser
Jacking off to this Nicki Minaj poster
I’m thinking about her all on the highway
Before I bust a nut I yell pink Friday
My God she’s so fucking sexy
She’s not a Barbie she’s more like a Becky
Every day I think about what she’s wearing
When the TV come on I can’t stop staring
You from Trinidad so is my Dad
I’m lying he’s a fag that got shot in Bagdad
How about I pull a pink wig
How about you wear a shower cap
How about I star at you for six hours while you take a fucking nap
Oh Nicki you’re so fine you’re so fine you blow my mind
Hey Nicki Hey Nicki
Oh Nicki you’re so fine you’re so fine you blow my mind
Hey Nicki Hey Nicki
My dear my dear you do not know me but I know you very well
Because I follow you on twitter and Facebook and Myspace and Youtube and
MyPinkFriday
Hey Onika is nice to meet you
I wanna invite you to a dollar slice a pizza
Put our trunks on and dive in the pool
How about we have lunch at black while in middle school
It’s the end of the world it’s almost Armageddon
If you and Drake get married I’m fucking up their wedding
Knocking over tables spitting in food
Kanaiver make sure don’t make a move
I’m obsessed with you Nicki I’m just like Stan
I wanna be your girlfriend and your best friend
And I heard about your Daddy trying to blow up the house
Next time I see him I’m a blow out his mouth
And tell Jacob to take off that makeup
And a matter of fact you and Lil’Kim should make up
I’m a say one more thing before I leave
Remember I will eat your pussy for life

[Intro:]
Brothers and sisters!
We gonna have Church tonight!
And tonight this speaker is, Reverend Ruffus Jackson..
[Chorus:]
I wake up praising, God every day,
I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J,
Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!)
Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!)
For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey!
[Verse 1:]
Nigger I'm high, nigger you high. (uh huh)
lets get high in the motherfucking sky!
Watch the butterflies, hit the wall,
and if you're feeling down, give yer boy a call!
Weed, it takes the stress away,
thats why Bizarre smokes ten blunts a day.
It's nuffing but the sticky, icky, green stuff!
Line it, pass it and take a puff!
Having a bad day, stop by my house,
coz most likely, I've got a blunt in my mouth.
So sit down relax and chill,
and if ya don't smoke weed, then shit, I got sum pills!
Watch ya need girl,
a fucking refill?
a fat bag a weed
and sum happy meals?
Nah, baby, I don't smoke no porks,
only fat bags of weed in this escort.
[Chorus:]
I wake up praising, God every day,
I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J,
Thankya Jesus! [Thankyou Jesus!]
Thankya Lord! [Thankyou Lord!]
For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey!
[Verse 2:]
Sunday morning, Bizarre have day,
Blunt in my mouth, watching DJ Dre.
Dangerous my, just like Cudio
Only church I know, a snoop dogg's studio.
Wide out the raps, blowing in my lap,
Rap hennesy, keep the acid tap.
I'm glad, that I didnt't go down south,
Take care of my kids, be the man of the house,
orange mushrooms, and yellow stars,
Fat bags of weed[???]
Get in and lap, come on jump in,
Raid a bottle of gin, and two of your freaky friends
O fuck it! Let's go to see the point,
Bring your son alone, shit, he can hit the joint,
Cause rapping, it's a full time job!
All I wanna smoke weed and praise God!
[Chorus:]
I wake up praising, God every day,
I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J,
Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!)
Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!)
For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey!
[Outro:]
Break it down....yea
We gonna slow it down rite here...
We havin' Church up in here tonight, it's the Reverend Rufuss Johnson...
and we sittin' over here,
at sixteen five-o, cone it[?]
and ladies and gentlemen,
come in, praise God with us..
[over chorus:]
Baptist,
Catholic,
Jahova Witness,
yea, come praise God,
yea! services, send it,
at 4-20,
brothers and sisters send it at 4-20!
come on, praise God.
Just coz you smoke weed don't mean you a sinner! What!?
[Bizarre: speaking]
Just coz you smoke weed don't mean you don't believe in God!
Jesus will keep care of ya! Jesus!
You need Jesus!

[19 seconds phone instrumental]
[Intro: Bizarre]
(Please have a fucked up day!)
Whooo!
This is a wonderful day!
The sun is shining... it's 85 degrees in Detroit, Michingan! (yeeah!)
The kids is outside playin'... (alright!)
And I'm HAPPY!
I'm HAPPY...
Cause I just came from 36 Dichan Court!
And I'm a free man! (alright!)
Now I'm a go to the store... they give me a birdlie...
And a fat, fat weeeed! (hehehe!)
[Bizarre:]
Wakin' up lookin' for a bag of Herbs! (aaaahhhh!)
Smokin'! - Drinkin' - all on the curb. (whooo!)
Christmas tree's, leany B's, all types of weeds
Meds, hydro even mygrill...
Shiit! - I don't rap for weed! (hahaha!)
Freestyles, hooks - whatever you need. (whatever y'all?)
Come to my house, we can go to G-room
Smoke some 'shrooms! - And look up at the moon! (aaahhhhh!)
Take off your shoes! - Relax your feet!
While I roll some Earth - and [? ] the fat's beat!
Cookies and brownies, whatever you wanna eat?
Cause you know Bizarre! - He be lovin' some sweets!
I smoke so much wee, my (pu)pils is green! (eeeewww!)
Next week - it'll be all clean! (hahahahah!)
Bizarre's in the back - '84 'Lac
Poppin' some pills - listenin' to "Free Want Back! "
[Chorus: King Gordy (Bizarre)]
Y'all wanna get high! (get high...) ("bitch! ")
And listen to music! (listen to music...) ("YEEAH! ")
Some of that good old Hip-Hop! (Hip-Hop...)
Straight ghetto music! (ghetto music...) [x2]
[Swifty McVay]
HA! - I'm from detroit bitch where nothin' is splendid (uh-uh!)
I roll shit and light up trees like the month of december! (sniiiifff!)
I'm in the kitchen smilin', cookin' brownies, tryna [? ] Long Island,
Allow me - to finish this off with a Valium! (ha! ha!)
Now we - isn't go Zombies gettin' in touch with Hip-Hop
And R'n'B - laughin' at shit around me! (YEAH, NIGGAS!)
You overstep your boundaries, I ain't slappin' your hand,
You tryna snatch my gans, O'm in the casino slangin' Vicodine! (ha! ha!)
Cloudy - what can you say a nigga that's slick?
Old dust and Saudi - Arabia and I can pro'bly, (wha'? wha'? wha'? wha'?)
I'll be smoky as a kettle black, if you ain't Clinton!
You inhalin' that! - So I'm a force you to smoke for the hell of it!
[Chorus]
[Sticman:]
I love to see the homie cliqued up, fist up
Khakies on sag, bandanna, rags twist up!
Hood pry, unified! G's up, ride or die!
Livin' by the code of the street, an eye for an eye!
Graffiti on the wall! - Ghetto life! [10 shots] [police sirens]
Homies hangin' at the pool hall - out on the block - shootin' dice!
Every set of push ups is for my locked up comrads
And for the ones we lost - during combat!
Pourin' out Cogniac - on the concrete
Where the junkies sleep - little kids runnin' the street. [giggles]
My life is full of pain! - But it's positive still!
Now that I'm hip to the game! - I'm harder to kill!
Ghetto waterfalls comin' from the highers, [? ] out the cars lil homie!
You the cards lil' homie! [car pulls away]
Yes you are lil' homie! [kids ovation]
We all stars lil' homie!
[Chorus]
[Bridge: King Gordy]
Some of them good old Jay-Z! (yeeeah!)
I'm high of bladers! (yeeeah!)
Sam cook! boooooyyyyy!) - So you know what the hell is the melt greeeeeeen (YEEESS!)

[Young Zee]
Them niggas try to rob me could GET THE DICK
All them bitches try to play me they GET THE DICK
Niggas try to jump B.U. can GET THE DICK
We gon' bang when I see you so GET THE DICK
Have you ever seen a show with niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes that don't come out right
They bite, they never write, that's not polite
I got great skills
And if my record sells 8 mil
I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted, get drunk and take pills
Fast gun play gon' get you blast one day
Fucking with Zee, it be today mothafucka
Newark like a sitcom for no brains
???, Jettin from ? trains
Slip a tab and mushrooms in my coffee
With half a forty, feel like the walls is moving towards me
Till I die from old age
I'll be pullin girls up to suck my dick right on the stage
So stop talking, get them old jelli's walking
'Fore I call Pace celly walkman, and tell him yall been
Acting iffy, and it's really starting to piss me
And like popcorn, my nigga's be here in a jiffy
Will all the Mack 10's step beside me
We gon' start wylin and kill everybody
[Pace Won]
To you fronting ass bitches GET THE DICK
To you booty ass labels GET THE DICK
To you corny ass rappers GET THE DICK
To all you mothafucka's GET THE DICK
[Young Zee]
Have you ever seen a show with niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes that don't come out right
They bite, they never write, that's not polite
[Pace Won]
Pace Won, Mr. Perfect, I take a warm shower
Make a condo, out of saw powder
Make the sun eclipse at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit like Juwon Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray, gotta pay massive dues
So I take Emcee's that pass the rules
And fly them into space like NASA do
I'm a, weed lover, going deep cover
Tricking these goofy ass ho's I need rubbers
Your favorite nucker, flow butter
Niggas get mobbed, leave with they clothes cut up
'When you comin' what they askin me
'You fresh to no limit like Master P'
I be keepin shit milky like ? cream
Pace Won, blaze one, and I'm ? fiends mothafucka
[Azz-Iz]
To yall fag ass cops GET THE DICK
To you bitches on the block GET THE DICK
To you fake weed spots GET THE DICK
And yall niggas without glocks GET THE DICK
[Young Zee]
Have you ever seen a show with niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes that don't come out right
They bite, they never write, that's not polite
[Azz-Iz]
If your flow is kinda doo-doo
I more filthier than white bums from Newark (brick city!) to Honolulu
More wine than cherry, raspberry, apple-cranberry, strawberry
Muthafuckin flows extraordinary
Your bitch ass will get bodied and buried
By this slick walking, talking, rhyming dictionary
Gimme your mind, let me ? one
Fairly handsome, blackened like temper tantrums
Spittin like automatic handguns,
You can't run
Your style is more garbage than Shirley Manson
You got a platinum single, roll me your money
I'm bummy but I bet I can get your bitch to beat my dick for me
[Bizarre]
Doin drive-bys in less than 2 minutes
And I know one of these houses on the block
Got your fuckin family in it
And what's the worstist, is y'all niggas gon' need nurses
I collect money on your block, like ushers at churches
No matter where your boys go, nigga I'ma get 'em
You can ask ? Funeral Home, how much business I be sendin 'em
You forgot bitch nigga, I know where you stay
Loaded AK, get little Johnny out the way
Bet you these bats gauruntee your ass won't be walking
I rock '98 Suburbans while you push cars from the auction
You don't wanna see Bizarre Kid get dumb
I beat a bitches ass when I'm in a good mood
So imagine if I'm in a bad one
You better duck when I pull this nine
I done shut up your block so many times
All I see is For Sale signs
They say these cats only got 9 lives,
But Dardin took 8, so tonight you diiiiiie
[Young Zee]
GET THE DICK
Yeah yeah yeah GET THE DICK
Yeah Bizarre yeah GET THE DICK
All you fuckers in Detroit GET THE DICK
Have you ever seen a show with niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes that don't come out right
They bite, they never write, that's not polite
You dummies
The reason bitches want me to spend money
Just to spread 'em like Gin Rummy
I'm Ya Ya
Holier than Roshashana
With baby mama's that's pro black like the Sada
The lover large and at peace with his god
Behind bars, yall nigga's sittin close with the gaurds
Fucking with yall, I'm always catchin charts
Yall won't let us box, yall wanna run and tell the Sarge
Life's short, I play hard
See your crew on the streets,
Better know I won't hesitate to spray yall
I keep a rifle killing you and everybody looking like you
Fag, it's a never ending cycle
Can't nobody come and save you when I start shit
My lead is like Kryptonite to them Clark Kent's
I rip a crew with dust and liquor too
Too despicable
Toss you off the terace on ritaloo(ritual)
I rise like Christ
The third knight on mics
But it ain't Easter
It's only death when I meet you

Oswiadczyc chcialem sie
Bylem zbyt mlody wiec nie wiedzialem
Jak to powiedziec jej.
Dlugo chodzilem dlugo czekalem
Zastanawialem sie
Bukiet tych kwiatow
Tak pomyslalem I do niej udam sie.
Ref.
Przynosze tobie moja dziewczyno
7 czerwonych roz powiedz czy bedzesz moja na zawsze juz/ x2
Dziewcze kwiatami sie ucieszylo
I usmiechnelo sie.
Dziewcze na zawsze moja juz bylo
I pokochalo mnie.
Bedziemy razem do konca zycia
Bedziemy kochac sie.
Bedziemy szczesciem, moja miloscia
O tobie tylko snie.
Ref.
Przynosze tobie moja dziewczyno

Nie warto uraz w swym sercu kryc
To co minelo nie moze juz powrocic
Po co znow kielich goryczy pic
Zawsze mowilas, ze mnie bardzo kochasz
Zawsze spragniona bylas mych ust
Dzis obojetnie juz pewnie patrzysz na mnie
No coz, na pewno zmienilas gust
Lecz ja cie kocham, wciaz kocham jak dawniej
I choc mi z oczu plynie lza
Zycze ci szczescia, naprawde zycze ci szczescia
Zeby cie w zyciu ktos kochal jak ja
Po co to bylo, kocha c I marzyc ciagle
Po co to bylo calowac I snic
Po co to bylo serce me zdradzic podle
Odejsc ode mnie tak jak ty
Juz przeminely I nigdy nie powroca
Nasze marzenia dawne I sny
Chyba ze szczescie powroci tak jak dawniej
Chyba ze szczesciem powrocisz I ty
Lecz ja cie kocham, wciaz kocham jak dawniej
I choc mi z oczu plynie lza
Zycze ci szczescia, naprawde zycze ci szczescia

Zostan nie odchodz juz wiecej.
Milosc od nowa sie zacznie, sie zacznie
I ucaluje twe rece.
Zostan tu ze mna na zawsze. na zawsze.
Zostan nie odchodz juz wiecej.
Milosc od nowa sie zacznie, sie zacznie.
I ucaluje twe rece.
Bylo nam razem tak pieknie.
Czemuz ten czas szybko mija.
Twe serce tak bardzo piekne
Znowu podalas mi reke.
Zostan tu ze mna na zawsze. na zawsze.
Zostan nie odchodz juz wiecej.
Milosc od nowa sie zacznie, sie zacznie.
I ucaluje twe rece.
Przeminal rok moze wiecej.
Milosc do ciebie wciaz rosla.
Listow pisalam ci wiecej.
Pragne bys znowu cos przyniosla.
Zostan tu ze mna na zawsze. na zawsze.
Zostan nie odchodz juz wiecej.
Milosc od nowa sie zacznie, sie zacznie.
I ucaluje twe rece.
Zostan tu ze mna na zawsze. na zawsze.
Zostan nie odchodz juz wiecej.
Milosc od nowa sie zacznie, sie zacznie.

I latarni widze blask
Rozne mysli mi do glowy wciaz przychodza
Kiedy deszcz jest, chcialbym slonce
Kiedy slonce deszczu chce
Pytam siebie co od losu mozna chciec
Gdy pomysle znow o Tobie moje serce lamie sie
I przy sobie chcialbym Ciebie gdzies tu miec
Zyje w nerwach, czas sie dluzy
I tak bardzo ciesze sie
Ze to juz juz do oltarza wiode Cie
Ten krazek, zloty krazek, ten zlocisty jego blask
Ten okragly jego ksztalt szczescie niesie
Ten krazek, zloty krazek dzis polaczyl serca dwa
Dzis polaczyl dusze dwie juz na wieki
Juz garnitur wisi w szafie I wypustki widac dwie
Mama krzata sie po kuchni, serce placze
Przypominam sobie chwile jak to dobrze bylo z nim
Jak potrafil mi oslodzic moje zycie
Nagle w domu ktos sie zjawil, zaskrzypialy w kuchni drzwi
I ujrzalem w nich przepiekna Twoja postac
Na niej biala suknia slubna, a na glowie welon byl
Teraz gotow bylem z nia do slubu isc
Ksiadz w kosciele Ciebie pyta czy za meza zgadzasz sie
Pojac tego, wybranego, Twoich snow
Mowisz: "Tak, ja Go kocham, ja z nim szczescie dzielic chce"
I obraczke zlota jego wkladasz mu ja
Potem kwiaty, gratulacje, mowia: "Fajna zone masz"
Pocalunki I zyczenia naszych gosci
Pelna chata, boski nastroj, goscie zycza nam 100 lat
Moze spelnia sie zyczenia gdy Bog da
Ten krazek, zloty krazek, ten zlocisty jego blask
Ten okragly jego ksztalt szczescie niesie
Ten krazek, zloty krazek dzis polaczyl serca dwa

Biegne nie wiadomo do kad, nie wiadomo po co, biegne ile tchu.
Ref.Chociaz od lat to samo czarno bialy film, tyle mi pozostalo wiecej nic.
Nic do stracenia, do stracenia nie mam nic.
Nawet marzenia gorzkie sa jak lzy... (2x)
2/dalej biegne jak po fale I nie moge znalezc gdzie tej drogi kres
Wracam I probuje jeszcze chociaz juz sie nie chce tak na oslep biec...

Ujrzalem dziewcze cudny kwiat.
Wiec przez miesiac ja chodzilem tam,
By w koncu jej powiedziec tak:
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Do bialego rana z Toba kochana
Ze slomego siana rym cym do rana.
Za piec lat gdy szedlem znow przez las,
Ujrzalem dziewcze juz nie kwiat.
Gdy mi szampan zmacil w glowie swiat
To w koncu jej mowilem tak:
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Do bialego rana z Toba kochana
Ze slomego siana rym cym do rana.
Minal w zyciu bardzo dlugi czas,
Spotkala mnie kobieta kwiat.
Wino, szampan lala raz po raz,
A ja jej mamrotalem tak:
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Do bialego rana z Toba kochana
Ze slomego siana rym cym do rana.
Pierwszy raz moj wnuczek szedl przez las,
I ujrzal dziewcze cudny kwiat.
Wiec przez miesiac do niej chodzil tam,
By w koncu jej powiedziec tak:
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Do bialego rana z Toba kochana
Ze slomego siana rym cym do rana.
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Do bialego rana z Toba kochana
Ze slomego siana rym cym do rana.
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Na sianeczku sianie rym cym kochanie
Do bialego rana z Toba kochana

Jestes ta jedyna ja juz wiem
Potrzebuje ciebie jak w nocy snu
Jestes ta nadzieja, kwiatem bzu
Cala moja milosc gdzies odeszla w sina dal
Poszla sobie bardzo wczesnym rankiem
Aniele, prosze ciebie
Ocal moja wielka milosc I nadzieje daj
I wystrzel z ust strzalami
Prosto we mnie wystrzel ty moj snie
Oddaj moja milosc, moje serce
Aniele, tak chce
Bardzo prosze ciebie, aniele moj ty
Chce przezywac znowu nasze sny
Jestes ty przywodca w calej naszej grze
Trzymam cie w ramionach w kazdym snie
Cala moja milosc gdzies odeszla w sina dal
Poszla sobie bardzo wczesnym rankiem
Aniele, prosze ciebie
Ocal moja wielka milosc I nadzieje daj
I wystrzel z ust strzalami
Prosto we mnie wystrzel ty moj snie
Oddaj moja milosc, moje serce

Zegnamy sie we dwoje
Splecionych wiele rak
Lecz my wolimy swoje
Spojrz mi w twarz jeszcze raz
Spojrz po raz ostatni
I nie odrzucaj mnie
Bo swiat bez ciebie zgasnie
Na zegar nie patrz wciaz
Nie skracaj chwili rozstania
Ja wiem, ze kochasz mnie
Ze jestes zakochana
Spojrz mi w twarz jeszcze raz
Spojrz po raz ostatni
I nie odrzucaj mnie
Bo swiat bez ciebie zgasnie
Odjechal pociag twoj
Z pociagiem odjechalas
A ja zostalem sam
Choc jestes zakochana
Spojrz mi w twarz jeszcze raz
Spojrz po raz ostatni
I nie odrzucaj mnie

Nervously awaiting your arrival
I’ve got the whole night planned out.
And I will be suave, I mean a real gentleman.
I will be so glad that I left the house.
It’s been many months and I’m loosing my patience
with my own inadequacies.
But maybe with luck you’ll be love struck,
I’m not as confident as I may seem
This words sit on a dim lit screen
and meaning tries to burst through every seam
woven in characters : what I want to say
but will they ever get to see the light of day.
I’m so fed up with my hang ups,
I’ve got to stop I’ve got to stop I’ve got to stop
repeating myself, repeating these actions
i’ve got too many dead ends, too many distractions.
I’m not one for Ice Breaking.
The thought of it leaves me chilled.
But I’ll tell you a story about
a stupid thing I’ve done,
you’ll get to know how I really feel.
Now you sit opposite, I try to read your face.
my heart beats fast from the coffee in my veins.
I tell you of my lack of faith and how I don't believe
in fate
as reason we sit here today.
So tell me a joke or Tell me a story
Tell me your favourite songs and of past glories
‘cause inside there’s a flame and I can feel it growing
and I can tell by your face that it is showing.
I’m not one for Ice Breaking.
The thought of it leaves me chilled.
But I’ll tell you a story about
a stupid thing I’ve done,
you’ll get to know how I really feel.
All of my stories seem to end the same way
with “what I wanted to” or “I should have said”.
Will I’ll leave this night as one of them
and will I stand there motionless.

Thought you’d find me lying on my back?
Head in my hands, heart feeling flat.
Well I admit I took time to fix myself
and to learn how to spend time with someone else.
At the time I had no perspective,
when I said those words, I really meant it.
I don’t regret how it came about
but still there’s a sour taste that’s in my mouth.
Wide eyes and idealistic, that’s the way I try to see
things.
Call me an idiot but don’t call me a liar
I don’t regret it, I’m glad that we tried it.
I guess I’ll learn how not to get burned x2
Was this all an anomaly - a fucked up lesson in anatomy?
Wont find me down on my knees,
Screaming, demanding for apologies.
And my friends, they were there to witness.
They saw the start, the resulting sickness.
I felt confused, many thoughts in head.
I’m Not really angry, just disappointed.
Wide eyes and idealistic, that’s the way I try to see
things.
Call me an idiot but don’t call me a liar
I don’t regret it, I’m glad that we tried it.

“You’re still here?”
“I know i guess I’m stuck,
blaming lack of motivation on my bad luck”
You’ve been around the world in the year that has past
and I’m here like an idiot, nose pressed against the
glass.
Blame work, blame money, blame everyone not me.
It’s taken seeing you again to knock sense into me.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Put my future in my own hands.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Stop making useless resolutions
and start making plans.
At one point
with all of this I was content.
But I’ve got restless, so let’s be reckless again.
You life it can grow stale, lamenting limited means.
Time to make a plan and tear this life apart at the
seams.
There are times when I overcompensate for my lack of
confidence.
This is me helping myself, pulling myself out of my
shell.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Put my future in my own hands.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Stop making useless resolutions
and start making plans.
“You’re still here?”
“I know i guess I’m stuck,
I’m blaming lack of motivation on my bad luck”
You’ve been around the world in the year that has past
and I’m here like an idiot, nose pressed against the
glass.
Blame work, blame money, blame everyone not me.
It’s taken seeing you again to knock sense into me.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Put my future in my own hands.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Stop making useless resolutions

She said “I wanna see the world”
And I said “hey I do to!”
But she said “well that’s the problem,
I don’t want to see it with you”
You can be so in sync
That it makes you sick.
Then you realise
you don’t see eye to eye.
We kiss in thunderstorms
persuade ourselves it’s perfect.
We’ll build for years and years,
to realise it’s all worthless.
Lie there with your head on my heart
and listen to the beats.
We’ll say that we’re in love?
We don’t know what that means.
So tell me at what point,
does it get better?
Foolish hearts looking for love,
foolish souls all sat alone.
Loneliness,
It always leads to longing.
And then you realise
You are obsessed over nothing.
We kiss in thunderstorms
persuade ourselves it’s perfect.
We’ll build for years and years,
to realise it’s all worthless.
Lie there with your head on my heart
and listen to the beats.
We’ll say that we’re in love?
We don’t know what that means.
And “young love” will tear itself apart,
tear you up and break you down,
you’re gonna fall apart.
But honestly I’m telling you it will get better.
You’ll run through thunderstorms
to find that one whose perfect.
You’ll Build it for years and years
and realise that it’s worth it.
Lie there with your head on my heart
and listen to the beats.
We’ll say that we’re in love
And we’ll know what that means.
And this love will go straight your heart.
Build you up and strengthen you,
you’ll never fall apart.

Digit to digit, glad that I picked up the phone and
called you. Because it’s been so long and since we last
spoke I think I almost broke myself. So won’t you pick
my up my friend.
Let’s put our shoulders to the wheel Tom. Let’s get in
my car and drive to see the people that never came to
the City. Visit places where we watched them drink
their youth away, we’ll recollect, while we sit and
listen to Save the Day.
Some songs, make me sad that they are gone and some
times I wonder what they’re doing now. But mostly I’m
just glad that you’re still by my side. So skip a track
and let’s continue to drive.
We’ll sing that we are space cadets, sometimes I think
that I’m loosing my mind. Forgetting all the good and
bad times. Remind me of faces, names and times and
dates and shows. Growing up sucks, I guess that’s the
way it has to go.
Some songs, make me sad that they are gone and some
times I wonder what they’re doing now. But mostly I’m
just glad that you’re still by my side. So skip a track
and let’s continue to drive.
Every word in every song, they gave us hope to carry
Some songs, make me sad that they are gone and some
times I wonder what they’re doing now. But mostly I’m
just glad that you’re still by my side. So skip a track

A heavy fog hangs in these places.
Separating each of us
obscuring faces.
Repeated Questions, Repeated Questions.
Small talk is fucking aimless
I guess we’ll have to admit it,
even if we don’t want to face it.
When it’s over (yeah it’s over)
I guess we’ll have to admit it,
even if we don’t want to face it.
When it’s over (yeah it’s over)
When it’s over, When it’s over, just move on.
Keep your eyes down, keep your mouth shut.
Moving on, growing apart.
Answer my questions. Answer my questions.
We’re so obnoxious, we should be helping
Divided opinions
laid onto the table
resenting new beginnings
in any way we’re able

Apathy spreads from person to person. They all think that
their lives are worthless. Nothing for them to contribute
to. But I know that isn’t true. I’ll keep talking, if
you’re not listening. Just hope the message sinks in.
Same room, same walls, same town, same faces, same heart,
same scars, same roads, same places. We’ve got a lot to
do but we won’t give up on you. Get a job, read a book,
get outside, make friends, quit the smokes, quit the
drink, love yourself and learn to think. We’ve got a lot
to do but we won’t give up on you.
You’re not finished - barely even started. Hard on you
when the rest departed. The path you’re on will lead to a
dead end. Remember you’ve still got friends. I’ll keep
talking, if you’re not listening. Just hope the message
sinks in.
Same room, same walls, same town, same faces, same heart,
same scars, same roads, same places. We’ve got a lot to
do but we won’t give up on you. Get a job, read a book,
get outside, make friends, quit the smokes, quit the
drink, love yourself and learn to think. We’ve got a lot
to do but we won’t give up on you. x 2 ‘Cause summer’s

What does it take to be a man?
I thought I know once but I still don’t understand
The destinations out in front of me.
How I get there is a mystery.
Here’s how I was ; Young but not stupid.
And how I felt ; Misled not useless.
Right now, mind clouded by the fog,
of who I am and who I wish I was.
But I don’t even know!
I’ve got a book filled with clumsy sentences
meaningless sentiments and overworked adjectives.
I’ve got a room’s filled with all the things I need
to distract me from ever trying to succeed.
But will I even know?
Hand up, eyes shut, I’ve had enough I give up.
Broken back, I’m on my knees. Give me space to try to
breath.
Does it even show, when I get there will I know?
“who I want to be” is gonna be the end of me!

I said, “I’d never write a love song”
It always seemed to be so fucking easy.
All the rhymes all sound the same,
and all the metaphors seem sleazy.
It’s a crutch to be singing I miss you
but I miss you, so what am I to do?
You said to me, “will you think of me?”
A stupid question. A stupid question!
I am restless, I am pacing, agitated, my heart racing.
I am nervous, I am scared.
I am restless, apathetic, a room full of anesthetic.
I am nauseous, I am tired, I am dumb.
Don’t forget things learnt is past lessons.
Who said life would be so fucking easy?
Your rhetoric is sounding lame and
Your defense was never pleasing.
You licked your wounds so long that it’s become a vice.
You’re staying in and counting bruises every night.
I said to you, “do you still think of me?”
A stupid question. A stupid question.
I am restless, I am pacing, agitated, my heart racing.
I am nervous, I am scared.
I am restless, apathetic, a room full of anesthetic.
I am nauseous, I am tired, I am dumb.
I’m in love.
And as I sit here amongst the rubble that I will call
my home.
I think of you, it makes me smile and I hope you know.
That even here across the sea in this lonely empty room
My bones may break, my feet may bleed
My ligaments tear but my heart stays true!
I am restless, I am pacing, agitated, my heart racing.
I am nervous, I am scared.
I am restless, apathetic, a room full of anesthetic.
I am nauseous, I am tired, I am dumb.

Gloves off! I gotta scream it! I’m tired of the
bitching, I’m tired of the cynics. If you’ve got
nothing constructive to say then stop complaining or
step up to the plate. Your opinion is one point of
view, maybe hold your tongue, stop complaining ‘bout
what others do. If you’ve got nothing constructive to
say then stop complaining or step up to the plate.
Be selective with your process. Be assured of your own
motives. Be critical but not a critic, don’t let
yourself end up a cynic.
Gloves off! I gotta scream it! I’m tired of the
bitching, I’m tired of the cynics. If you’ve got
nothing constructive to say then stop complaining or
step up to the plate. Your opinion is one point of
view, maybe hold your tongue, stop complaining ‘bout
what others do. If you’ve got nothing constructive to
say then stop complaining or step up to the plate.
I’m not saying that we should not debate, But your
views are biased by your hate. Disregarding facts,
don’t know what’s true! All that’s important is your
point of view. Be selective with your process. Be
assured of your own motives. Be critical but not a
critic, don’t let yourself end up a cynic!
Gloves off! I gotta scream it! I’m tired of the
bitching, I’m tired of the cynics. If you’ve got
nothing constructive to say then stop complaining or

It was a good night, just look at me - Tired but happy.
From the outskirts practicing and then back to the
City. And there I sat, content but worn. My mind goes
blank, drink in the night. Watch as droplets of rain
reflect in the street lights. And there I sat, content
but -
You sit down next to me and tell me ‘bout your life,
you ask me “how is mine?” It might be a half truth, it
might be a lie, but I’m fine. Your questions come out
easy, as I feel my pulse race, I stumble over mine. It
might be a half truth, it might be a lie, but I’m fine.
Yeah everything’s fine.
“How’s your new house? How’s your family? Does this
make you feel awkward? Why won’t you look at me?”
But you sit down next to me and tell me ‘bout your
life, you ask me “how is mine?” It might be a half
truth, it might be a lie, but I’m fine. Your questions
come out easy, as I feel my pulse race, I stumble over
mine. It might be a half truth, it might be a lie, but
I’m fine. Everything’s fine.
Nervous shakes, awkward muttering. Hear the breaks,
count the stuttering. Wide eyes, tired throats. Old
smiles, I can’t cope. So don’t sit so close to me,
we’ve got nothing left to say. So don’t sit so close to
But you sit down next to me and tell me ‘bout your
life, you ask me “how is mine?” It might be a half
truth, it might be a lie, but I’m fine. Questions come
out easy, as I feel my pulse race, I stumble over mine.
It might be a half truth, it might be a lie, but I’m

I was in a rut, obsessed with everything I have not got.
I was a full stop, bereft of words - a lonely little dot.
So I made a plan, to end this sentence and become a man
I will make a start, I will make a stand
I don’t believe in fate, what we see is serendipity.
And these things I hate, sometimes they get the better of
I had a stupid idea, it will will make you laugh
These circumstances never change unless you’re the one to
start.
So when everything’s broken, when it’s all fucked.
Don’t be content to sit and waste away, accepting that
you're stuck.
There are places where we wait and there are ones where
will will waste away.
Rooms can become catacombs if you don’t make your own
better days.
And now across the sea, the lake reflects the best of me.
On two wheels I ride, ever increasing speed.
I made a list and I worked hard, I travelled long, I
traveled far.
I return back to the start and carve those words across