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Plot
David Samson is a college student studying martial arts under his Sensi Mai Kasagi. When Mai is killed by her husband's boss, Yakuza leader Sho Haramatsu, Taki, Mai's teen-aged daughter and David's friend, is hidden away by her dad Taku. David is entrusted to protect her and must accompany her to Canada to claim her inheritance. The only problem is clan leader Sho Haramatsu wants to finish off the Kasagi clan and steal Taki's inheritance. Trained by Taku in a martial art called "Bullet Bushido" David must keep Taki alive while holding Sho, his hit leader "Proof", a female mob boss named Donna Mia and their allied hit team at bay as Chicago becomes the battleground for a hardcore, pulse pounding HK action battle.
Keywords: asian-mob, assassin, bullet-ballet, drug, hero, hitman, hk, mafia, martial-arts, mob
The Weapons of a Killer. The heart of a Samurai.
Plot
Blade is a day-walking vampire hunter. When the Vampire Nation hatches a plan to frame Blade in a series of brutal killings, he must join forces with the Nightstalkers, a clan of human vampire hunters, in an extreme battle in which the trail of blood leads directly to the notorious vampire legend, Dracula.
Keywords: 2000s, action-hero, archery, arrow-catching, automatic-pistol, bare-chested-male-bondage, based-on-comic, based-on-comic-book, bitten-in-the-throat, blade
Where it began so it shall end.
The final hunt begins.
He's fought the forces of darkness alone...until now.
Hannibal King: [after breaking in through the window] Evening, ladies.
[after Hannibal sends the vampire dogs plummeting out the high-rise's window]::Jarko Grimwood: Hey, dick-face. You seen my dog?::Hannibal King: Have you tried the lobby?
Hannibal King: Her name is Danica Talos. You met her earlier. And unlike typical vampires, her fangs are located in her vagina.::[uncomfortable pause]::Hannibal King: Moving on...
Hannibal King: [after watching Blade casually kill a familiar] You know, at some point, you, uh, you might wanna consider sitting down with somebody. You know, have a little share time? Kick back. Get in touch with your inner child, that sorta thing. Also, just a thought, but you might wanna consider blinking once in a while.::[Blade stops and slowly turns to look at Hannibal]::Hannibal King: I'm sorry, I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today.
Hannibal King: We're still trying to sort out fact from fiction when it comes to Dracula. Turning into mist? Kinda doubt it. But general shape-shifting? Maybe.::Hedges: Not into a bat or a wolf or anything like that, but, another human, uh, with practice, could be possible. Because he wouldn't have a-a traditional skeletal structure. Something more like a snake's, with thousands of, uh, tiny bones, and...::Hannibal King: I have a - I have a question about that, Hedges. Have you ever been laid?::Hedges: Many times... with ladies.
Hannibal King: [to Danica, as she is dying from the Daystar Plague] Hang in there, kitten. I'll get help.
Danica Talos: The world's changed since your time. The humans have a new hunter... Blade.
Abraham Whistler: Congratulations, you're famous. Somebody nailed us. Faces all over the papers, televisions. Media's eating it up.::Blade: Like I care.::Abraham Whistler: Well, you should. Somethin' like this, takin' out a human, as far as the rest of the world is concerned, you're public enemy #1.::Blade: Didn't notice it was a popularity contest.
Ray Cumberland: Say, how many people have you killed, Blade? Thirty? Forty? Fifty?::Blade: One thousand, one hundred and eighty two. But they were all familiars.
Blade: You're not immortal. I musta heard hundreds of you rodents make the same claim. Each one of them has tasted the end of my sword.::Dracula: Perhaps I will too, then. But I think it is more likely the next time we meet, you fall before *mine*.
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I know what you do and it drives me insane no matter what I do you never will change
You just keep denying this thing that you do
But someday someway I'll have proof that it's true
I know it's been goin' on now for quite a few years
And many's the time that it's nearly driven me to tears
I can't sleep at night but you don't seem to care
I'm growin' old young you've put grey in my hair
I've tried talkin' to ye but you just turned away
You won't even listen to what I've got to say
I've known for a long time now that I had to find me a way
To catch you in action so I schemed night and day
I thought and I thought and I devised me a plan
I knew I had to confront you with the proof in my hand
So I took a recorder and I placed it under your bed
And then I placed the microphone right at your head
And then I recorded every sound that you made that night
Sit down cause I'm gonna play it for ye as proof that I was right
When you hear this there'll never be any doubt anymore
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
[Proof]
Drug nation, we know no denial
We are fuckin drug addicts, ha ha!
Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Yes!
Don'tcha? Gotta do it - Kurt Cobain!
[Proof]
Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll
Gave a little X, and I got some stroll
Can't tell I lit this roach it's too hot to hold
Turn that up, that's the Countin' Crows
Hy-dro, let's abuse it
Oh, no, that's techno music
Homos and sex abusers
Slow mo', hit the exit duty
A pill, bitch, and a room
Condom biz, takes balloons
Ass, tits, acid
Pass it (that's it!)
Puff, puff, and pass
(Puff, puff, and pass!)
The motherfuckin blunt that's stuffed with hash
Don't make me have to punch yo' ass
[Chorus: Proof] + (Rude Jude)
Mom and Dad! (I smoke weed)
Mom and Dad! (I do blow)
Mom and Dad! (I take E)
Mom and Dad! (I bang hoes)
Oh Mom and Dad! (I sniff paint)
I've been bad! (I drink 'gnac)
Don't be mad please! (I jerk off)
Mom and Dad! (I smoke crack)
[Proof]
My mind ain't where I left it last
I got an F in class; in fact, eff this class!
Why they call this a special class?
I'm gon' press an ass, not test to pass
I do what I want, I'm tired of bein bored
Pass the Corona and turn on some porn
Hand me an ambi' and I start snorin
And don't say it's too early in the mornin!
I'm horn dog but bad to the bone
Slick talkin teacher give me ass, I'm alone
Here, take these pills and pass 'em along
I don't wanna die in my casket alone
If I'm a gat in a room with a hand full of 'shrooms
Morpheus, I took the red and the blue
(Don't do drugs) No more
(Don't do drugs) No less
(Don't do drugs) Without me
(Don't do drugs!) {*coughing*}
That's Kid Rock's advice, Tupac alike
With a pregnant nun, dick slobbin dyke
(Aw come on Proof, man that ain't right!)
Man fuck you Salam, it's hip-hop for life
I'm a cutthroat killa with a butter knife
Man I got the dick that your mother likes
[Chorus]
[Rude Jude]
Aiyyo Mom and Dad
Thanks a million for raising me bang up job Dad
You left when I was 5 dickhead!
Yo, I got a secret for you Mom
I don't even like going to those family reunions
I just go there to bang my cousins
That's it, you think I like playing volleyball?
I'm lookin at their asses Ma
I'm tryin to knock up one of my cousins Mom
Yo Pop, I think you're a fuckin homo
Hey thanks for payin for my college, I'm learnin a lot
I'm learnin a million, I'm learnin a bunch of shit
Like how to put rufees in chicks drinks and fuck 'em in the face
Look for me at teabag.com bitch
Thanks Mom, thanks Dad you're great
Hey Proof, thanks for gettin me on the fuckin record
Pssh, college, I never been to college
Community college what?
I gotta say somethin else, what?
Fuck it, I'm done...
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
Hide it like another shame
So we may start again
Reach inside and tear away
You pray now for the end
Try to find another goal, while others are erased
Feed it like another soul
Lost
Is the proof now
Gone
Is our way out
Time and time again
Mourn it like another gone
Another passed away
Know that we have just begun, to forge a better day
Open like another door
It's feeling right again
Sold it like another soul
Lost
Is the proof now
Wasted all again
Gone
Is our way out
Time and time again
Lost
Is the proof now
Wasted all again
Gone
Is our way out
Time and time again
(Solo)
Lost
Is the proof now
Wasted all again
Gone
Is our way out
Time and time again
Lost
Is the proof now
Wasted all again
Gone
Is our way out
Alright, I got you
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough
Fill it on, I be rock with the flow
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough, we back in 9 to 4
Fill it on, they don't know that I'm in the... zone
My flow is... time they got together on the rhyme
Writing... it's for the sibling,
My magic rhyme is for my... they found dead
With my flow along why oh, mr... top notch, what's your problem cut the slab
Cause I jam, at your snap box, hold nigger... nigger, you nigger I said no nigger
Oh nigger, did I forget to warn you, or just I... nah
I'm not hugh hefner, don't playboy got just got out the jester
Don't play board I'll knock you...
Say yes I'm fresher, I'm out for the extras
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough
Fill it on, I be rock with the flow
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough, we back in 9 to 4
Fill it on, they don't know that I'm in the... zone
Hold tight, my rap is like dino... mystic
With the flow in the low, around the way
I... deck, art center, please, time is over
The drunken style I found sober
You know you didn't messed up now
He don't know me and you... your style
I make the room, my tomb,
But wounds and you never know where I got the flow
My... be cool but steady,... not me but... paramedic
I dip... rap the hair cause I'm...
You can lick me everywhere,
I think I need to get down to...
My flow up under your nose, you only smell the shit in between your toes
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough
Fill it on, I be rock with the flow
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough, we back in 9 to 4
Fill it on, they don't know that I'm in the... zone
For the extra, I'm fresher, say yes sir
I'm not hugh hefner, don't playboy got just got out the jester
... south suckers, I won't waste the matches to burn you
Or should I warn you that it's familiar
It's one thing that each line is... old nigger
Bigger old nigger, I said no nigger, your nigger trust by doe nigger
Whole nigger,... grill and jill, it's not hard to feel with the real mister around here
Along with all my flow to kill does that sound...
... and the lamb life... like, we... together on the line, well it's about time
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough
Fill it on, I be rock with the flow
Fill it on,... don't know I be back to cop the dough, we back in 9 to 4
Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
And we will leave this loathsome little town
Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my baby
Silver foil to trim your wedding gown
It's true the tools of love wear down
Time passes
A mind wanders
It seems mindless, but it does
Sometimes I see your face
As if through reading glasses
And your smile seems softer than it was
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Sane people go crazy on you
Say, "No man, that's not
The deal we made
I got to go, I got to go"
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
My face, my race
Don't matter anymore
My sex, my cheques
Accepted at the door
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Sane people go crazy on you
Say, "No man, that's not
The deal we made
I got to, I got to go"
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darling
And the sky is flecked with signs of hope
Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby
Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Sane people go crazy on you
Say, "No man, that's not
The deal we made
I got to, I got to, I got to"
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Show the proof and hide the evidence
Show the proof and...
Show the proof and hide the evidence
Show the proof and you're sure to be happy
Show the proof
We will defend you no further
Show the proof and...
Everything I do is madness
Everything I say is neither here nor there
Well if I do exist
Then does it follow that I am
Who I am is who I mean to be
Show the proof and hide the evidence
Show the proof and you're sure to be happy
Show the proof
We will defend you no further
Show the proof and you're sure to be you
Show the proof and hide the evidence
Show the proof and you're sure to be you
This is the last time I should care
I've given you my doubts in all of my affairs
But there must be a moment now
For breathing and remorse
What I make, only I can own
Show the proof and hide the evidence
Show the proof and you're sure to be happy
Show the proof
We will defend you no further
Show the proof and...
I was young
I was free once
Nothing I could ever think to do
Was wrong
Then
Show the proof and hide the evidence
Show the proof and you're sure to be happy
Show the proof
We will defend you no further
Show the proof and you're sure to be...
Me and my momma aint close, daddy ghost like most
only for the hood riches when we broke that we all toast
got an awesome gang yesterday,
my rhyme is just press and play
born in thiscold world, shit that ain't no special day
just a reminder, you get to thirty you lucky
mother fucker that's the words of T Stuckey
grew up on Put Stones(?) and YBI
Mazaradi rig, why would I lie?
good all die
got a question your honour, listen
whatever happened to that shit death before decider?
I'm on the tip why your flipping flopper G
don't even know what he charged, when did he cop a plea?
sloppily, shit this game did change
n*ggas caught with a little work and they start naming names
I'm blaming fame, Benz's, bitches and bling
in today's world y'all treat a f*ckin snitch as a king
switches my means of income,win some, go far, in come
all the broke n*ggas and didsome(?)
youcan lose one battle but lose the war
my shoes is torn
from walking these dawgs
damn I'm talking to y'all!
while you're not involved, just nodding along
I've got to ask the church, shit, is God in the wrong?
And to You Mr. Preacher is God in the Wrong?
Y'all don't even hear me n*ggas your just nodding along
Chorus
I took this time to gripe
hear this rhyme I write
let me clearly define my life
Verse 2
Bubba Fats is the truth,
the raps out of Proof
It's all steel like the gats that I shoots
backwards I move from 86-88
where there's chambers remain here with heavy weight
so much game around me
they drown me
in this sin city
i've been busy
since sucking on my mommas thin titty
when is he stopping the world? God don't know
It's all a joke to him, watching how hard we grow
Death don't kissy you when god say it
sort of like that little whistle in Broadway
Our way, Plant workers on lines, beeper stores
healthcare, f*ck potholes we got deeper sores
reaped with wars
my man young to kill Patrick
Dexter is lovely ain't it? I'm still at it
I fill my hand with Mr. Man and Tone-Loc
when the lights burnt out in them grown folk
my bone broke
to lift this pen
let me jot this down and get this in
when I'm gone I hope y'all respect me then
let me jot this down and get this in
when I'm dead and gone I hope y'all respect me then
I'm gone
Chorus
(MC Breed)
I'm in it witch'all (okay)
Hit big cash, I'll spend it witch'all
Win at the casino bitch, I'm spendin it all (hey)
Leave in my Spreewells spinnin for y'all
I'm in it for y'all, fact is (whattup)
My contents have character, plays the background
while I'm listenin to amateurs with no stamina (uh-uhh)
Compared to my flow
You're more or less recycled, career's on idle
Keep it comin though
If there's anyone or anybody that's potent enough, I wanna know
Gorilla, and I'm iller, than a fifth of
Hennessy and Belve', a big bagger killer
Popcorn popper, won't stop 'til I cop e-nough
trees to get the whole world f**ked up
I'm out of M-I, so when I say "Whatupdoe"
Y'all niggaz put it on the flow
(Chorus One: MC Breed)
Hey where you gettin it from, I want. {one too}
Oh you got some of those, I got. {one too}
You got a fine-ass broad, I got. {one too}
And I'm drivin a Benz that get.
Oh you got one rolled, I got. {one too}
And a fat bank roll, I got. {one too}
You got a house on the hills, I got. {one too}
And I'm drivin a Benz that get.
(MC Breed)
Uhh, nothin but that Cuervo Gold and cold Coronas
Plug with them esse's that live in Arizona
Yeah, put it in your bubble nigga, know I'm on ya
Shake them haters off as soon as they get on ya
Popcorn, all through my perfecto
All I do is chief, it's hard for me to let go
(Proof)
Tecs blow like Del Rio - from the land
of Air Force Ones, Detroit scum blow (cuatro cincos!)
If you want it, IF got it, the gettin is good
The best thing movin like a brick in the hood
I'm wishin you would stumble out the club
F**k your slack (NIGGA) we can rumble out in floods
We f**k by choice but fight when we can
I'm good with the mic, but I'm nice with my hands
I ain't for bangin, unless the ass hangin
My last name ain't Kelly, but give me brain bitch, c'mon
(Chorus Two: Proof)
The name of my crew is D. {one-two}
You got some pills in your pocket, I want. {one too}
You got a knock baby boy, I got. {one too}
And I'm ballin on y'all like this is.
You got a Tab in your hand, I got. {one too}
You got a gun on your waist, I got. {one too}
You got a Roley on your wrist, I want. {one too}
And I'm pullin my heat to get.
(Proof)
This is high octane that bang within block range
Nothin but cold blood flow in my hot veins
My shot aim with the pistol ain't the issue
Got the title, "Battle Disciple" came to diss you
Let's get to The Source with mics all I need black
Cause 5 mics together, only makes feedback
I'm what every rapper +dread+ like beeswax
Snatch a rapper out his Timbs like stems on weed sacks
(He's back!) Bitch, I never left
Every step has been Proof to the fact that I'm evidence
that Detriot co-co locos
The flame slow flow where the snow blow and they roll 'dro
My tendencies to spit, end MC's real quick
Pass they Hennessy sips, enemies get ripped
The penalty in vially, your memory dissolve
The energy is wild, mentally I'm foul
The entity now, howls instead of growl
Already raw, cookin lookin for shook ones to set 'em down
Don't worry about my record sales
(I know this ain't the same Proof that's in D12!)
Damn skippy, my hands swiftly grab a mic
Any man gifted stand with it, it's battle night
Soon as I get in the booth, spittin the truth
This ain't for the Billboards, this is strictly for you
(Chorus One)
We be rollin' down south doin da dirt you be hatin we tell ya to say no word.
We be rollin' in the chevy down in da ATL pimpin like we do gone see who gone fuck who.We be rollin' dirty but we flirty when it come to dem girlies dem chickas so hot dey be my number one spot. When I role to school nigga you know i cool but chicks if u wanna play at da end of da day you gotta go by one rule and dats to act chill dats if you will.
We be rollin' down south doin da dirt you be hatin we tell ya to say no word.
I got 3 F on my report card mama dont like either duz pa not eligible for football. Now dey gone lose look like i better do better but i still gotta be chill aint no nigga gone be depressed.We and yo boy Mr.T are wayy naughty but dat how it always gone be. We walkin it out while dem haters be talkin it out and dem ladies be thinkin it our while dem shot niggas be stinkin it out. Yall kno we gangsta aint everybody down south? But we pimps fo sho and u and yo nigga know.
We be rollin' down south doin da dirt you be hatin we tell ya to say no word.
Shawty come with me we gone to paradise sometime i get sick of da gangsta life. I just need some lovin i can tell ya need it too lets go head get a room you can bring a friend or two too.We was walkin it out while dem haters be talkin it our and dem ladies be thinkin it out while dem shot guys be stinkin it out
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
[whispered]
Yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar
[Chorus 2X: Proof]
We like the girls, the girls that go boom
I like the girls, the girls that go boom
That's all I want so fellas make room
I want the girl, the girl with the boom
[Proof]
Party and bullshit the night away
Find a little hole for the hideaway
Livin every second like a holiday
The fun don't stop her nowaday
Especially since I hooked up with Dr. Dre
Now bitches "Lean Back" and they rock away
Hella game plus sex, she got the play
"BRRING BRRING!" (Can I suck your cock today?)
Yes you may babe, do lots of things
What good is havin a head and not no brains?
She asked me if I know 50 and who made "Tipsy"
Quick to get with me, quicker to get busy
She dizzy cause the Issey smell good on me
Plus she love to fuck, I mean the hood won't leave
Headed out the door and she pullin on my sleeve
Rubbin on my dick, bitch feelin that E
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Sippin the Moet Rose mixed with pu-ssy
Puffin the loosey, our frames by Gucci
She wanna roll with me cause I got major dough
Tell every ho up in here, you my favorite though
I know you suck dick, well that's my accusation
I'm really wonderin if you acceptin applications
I like them facin forward chicks with the bar bellies
I pass them young hoes off to Mr. R. Kelly
Gimme a bad bitch, that can make her ass shake
I don't want you nasty, I want you nas-tay
My last day on earth I'll be fuckin a freak
That spend a half an hour just suckin my meat (yeahhh)
She don't even know me, said she love me so
She a dimepiece, so far from an ugly ho
If you drop-dead gorgeous I won't stand you up
Yeah you shake it like Beyonce but can you fuck?
[Chorus]
[Proof]
I been doin the Earl Flynt since about '88
A lot of people here wanna trade my place
Got a extra room where your babe can wait
These ain't Air Force Ones, these are Babe & Ace {?}
Straight from the (Shop) got the (Candy) sex
I'm a (Hot Boy) on beats like Mannie Fresh
Her lips real big, hips real big
Tits real big, everything's real big
I'm rich BITCH, and these are real diamonds
She ain't even keep up with the cars that I'm drivin
Know what you like so I'ma give it a twist
You hypnotic baby when you swivel them hips
I'm the game in the physical so listen to this
Never catch feelings when I'm dissin a bitch
Ain't tippin a trick cause I'ma bone for free
All I'm sayin right now who goin home with me, cause.
[Chorus]
[whispered]
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar
[Outro]
Hey that's gonna wrap it up
Let's hear it for Big Proof, our special guest today
Hey, we gonna get up out of here
Gotta change the name of this town back to where we found it
We found it at Motown, that's where we gotta leave it!
Motown, and like we always say
Sugar is sugar, salt is salt
If you didn't get off today, it's not our fault
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
[Chorus]
"You're the lyrics of my liiiife.."
"You're the end, of my storyyyyy.."
[Proof]
Uhh, you know Proof, D12, Shady Records all day
New kids nothin, we skippin through the hallways
All praise I.F., Motor City giants
Name been on bubble since Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up, my group will never break up
The world been sleep long enough, they better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling just the same
Remain in the D, it's the kingdom I claim
Never leavin the fame, born to be great
Walk to the door of a quarter 'til eight
Haters hate but they late with the jump off
I'm in the game to maintain, no reason to jump off, come on
[Chorus]
[Proof]
"8 Mile" was dope, Obie brought heat
Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the street
It's my destiny to be, the truth nevertheless
Nothin new your boy Proof is better than best
Elliot Ness to these fuckin gangsters and killers
Bankin they millions they all wanksters and squealers
My first spit with the Tony Toca
D-Tweezy "Ride to Death" is our only slogan
Dreams of fuckin J-Lo, Hood is on the payroll
Lockland and 3rd Precinct screamin "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set let's squeeze off a tec
And with my last breath still screamin I.F., clap wit me
[Chorus]
[Proof]
King Gordy brought the pain and Jewels he fought the lames
I played with the wrong cheek in which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, this is just a glimpse
Denaun drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from jump
In a fast lane, no change of road or the bumps
Game is sold not told so I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young
Holdin one with the tongue flow like Tiger Woods
Christina don't do it for me, shh, but Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple Gang
We blow your mind like Kurt Cobain, knowmsayin?
[Chorus - 2X]
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
Denial
The first (...)
Sweeter than honey
The second time
What's left
No time
A pleasant surprise
All the time
Proof
Always answers
Sharing feelings
With me
I would like to clear it up for once
Please
Proof
Safety at last
Gone
And I think all the time
About the dawn and the night
All the answers
The wrong and right
When we kiss, when we fight
And love in its most natural way
All the time
All of my life
Till the fire's burned down again
Proof
Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
And we will leave this loathsome little town
Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my
baby
Silver foil to trim your wedding gown
It's true the tools of love wear down
Time passes
A mid wanders
It seems mindless, but it does
Sometimes I see you face
As if through reading glasses
And your smile seems softer than it was
Proof
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Proof
Sane people go crazy on you
Say ''No man, that was not
The deal we made
I got to go, I got to go''
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
My face, my race
Don't matter anymore
My sex, my cheques
Accepted at the door
Proof
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Proof
Sane people go crazy on you
Say ''No man, that was not
The deal we made
I got to, I got to go''
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darling
And the sky is flecked with signs of hope
Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby
Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
Proof
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Sane people go crazy on you
Say ''No man, that was not
The deal we made
I got to, I got to, I got to''
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
I've, lost, sane. For-got, my name.
Flown, too close to the flame. I won't be tamed.
Taste-d flesh. Found it less.
Than it's rep. Maybe it's for the best?
Give me, more. Than this cold whore.
Salt on this. Open sore.
Give me, this. Demand, not wish.
Show me the world is more than shit.
Don't, just, stand, there, prove it.
If you've got it, move it.
Shut the fuck up and do it.
Carve your mark in to it.
Life will not wait. So get it straight.
The world owes you nothing,
and that's what's free.
I've been there. Cold, chapped, scared.
Did not fare. As well as most to compare.
Torn deep holes. In my sole.
To ditch each. Flame until I was cold.
As this frame. Bones, skin, name.
Come join me. You can share in the blame.
If you dare. Challenge my stare.
Know I'm the streets, you see me hanging with the hood dwellers
Mister pimp hanging with the good fellows in the neighborhood
It could the wallers, things is getting smaller
From this 20, get over it's hard
I used to know a nigga from back in the gat
He steady with the shit, while...rap man
It ain't no time to slap walk,
Now try and hunger...west chillin backboards
The real niggas look the skills, know the deal
That's the way we pack mills to make a fuckin livin
Around the way oh, I strive to be famous
You wanna hear some shit, put your ear upon my anus
I take you to places that you never been before
You wanna chill but you still gonn be hardcore
Legends of the same race minds, why waste time
Niggas wanna put 9's on they waist line
Define my time, inside my mind, I got freestyle for day
So I make dope, they came in to ... my domain
So remember my sign is ill, but I try to keep it on the real
Come to the hood but still
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
You gotta keep it, keep it
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Hey yo, do you through the same thang daily
Getting plaid by your lady, have a baby on the bakely
And I'm my brother's keeper
I'm the only nigga in the hood, not distracted by a zebra
So around the way they all callin
With the same type of thangs...
Shooting at the gas man, unload the gun
Found chopped up in the trash can
Niggas don't understand, the way the master plan
The way the genocide, but I hop in my mercide
All the ...to kill another brother, in the summer
My mind is getting run over by the numbers
And that's the way it is on the real
I look at the hood, come through but still
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Hey yo, my hood, my home, little man pack...
Now she watch the back, bend over, leave a mess
My niggas from the day, need to smack this
Smack me up for a buck, nothing but a crack head
Ever it was a hotty,... and put aids in her body
So now our little baby gonna grow up sick
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
There’s something coming
And its coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this
Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?
Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again
What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you
You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?
Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new
Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show
From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake
It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
Hey, could you stand another drink,
Better when I don't think,
It seems to get me through.
Say, d'ya wanna spin another line,
Like we had a good time,
Not that I need proof.
Swell, we're living in a hotel,
Someone's ringing my bell,
In a room without a view.
Hey, I heard you read another book,
Should I take another look,
So I waited for you
What wouldn't I do
And I'm covered its true
I'm covered in you
If I ever want proof
I find it in you
Yeah I honestly do
In you I find proof
Light and dark
Bright spark
Light and dark
Then light
So I waited all day
What wouldn't I say
All the things in your way
Things happen that way
Oh and if I ever want proof
Then I find it in you
Yeah I honestly do
In you I find proof
Light and dark
Bright spark
Light and dark
Then light
Light
Light
Denial
The first (...)
Sweeter than honey
The second time
What's left
No time
A pleasant surprise
All the time
Proof
Always answers
Sharing feelings
With me
I would like to clear it up for once
Please
Proof
Safety at last
Gone
And I think all the time
About the dawn and the night
All the answers
The wrong and right
When we kiss, when we fight
And love in its most natural way
All the time
All of my life
Till the fire's burned down again
Proof
It's all gone, Away
yo flash back to my forgotten past
high off my rockin hash
i put my face inside a stocking mask
i put a gun in a purse
and run in a church
rob a piece one and the first
to come with the worst
now for a piece a bit scarier
than a pit terrior
camoufalge an assassin's well lit area
i'ma die at the flesh
conducting your death
killing that bitch ass noise just thumping my chest,yo
when your dad come blast a magnum and rob 'em
call him a tigeress(?) psychiatrist with problems
i need help and i'm ready to leave hell
having deep felt nightmares and still sleep well
i'm the beginning like sex and sperm
seduced by ??
and affects his germ
a lesson learned
with these stress filled nerves
stand in hell but naked while my fesh just burns
to the bone
don't stop when it's on
microphones without the metradome
watch me stretch your dome
easily it's done D12 we do this we flow like water
slaughter your grandaughter
you can't end this particular brand water
vehicler man slaughter
my dick's in your grandaughter
i'm back to tell y'all
how we spell y'all
expell these D12 one-to-the-dozen
slim shade made good
came back in hood
i almost messed up on my and slurred to the judge
said i don't care about your court room
i snort shrooms
yeah i crush em up like motrin(?)
devoting
tear your life abortion
a portion of my freestyle brain cells
make it rain hell
and tim westwood
put your best foot
forward and get fucked up by this clique
it's d12 and we make more noise than hell!!
Ja:
Its Murder, HaHa Its Murder
We Back Up In This Mother Fucker
(word to mother)
Its Murder, Ya'll Know Who We Be
R.U.L.E I.N.C
My Nigga Fatal On The Mother Fuckin Ones And Twos
Holla Back You Bitch As Niggaz
Ayo Cock Sucka If Ya'll Have Heard Yet This Nigga Changed His 'Loose'
N I Got Proof.. Yea I Got "Proof"
*Beat Switch*
*WOOF*
Talk:
You Know My Name Its Like This PROOF
D12, Sicknotes.. Its War Now!! WOOF!!
No Prisoners, No Casualties, All My Riders Lets Ride C'MON
*WOOF*
Verse 1:
Word On The Street Is I Murdered This INC
You Wack With The Hands Not Deservin The Heat
Ya Nervous In Beef.. Ta Irv And His Peeps
I Aint Rappin No More I Speak Through The Kurb In The Streets
Ya Hench Man Is Pissed Ta Get A Poor Job
That Midget Cookie Monster Hangin From A Door Knob
Ya'll Lucky I Dont Like Touchin Women
And Dont Send No Peace Talk Summing With Russel Simmons *WOOF*
Got The Right Connections
My Conception, On With Beef, You Sleep
Your Life Is Deffinately GONE
Dont Ever Sink At Least A Woof Of Rap
You'll Need More Than A Bush Attack Ta Push Me Back *WOOF*
You Think Its Just 50 And Sha
Listen Up Ja, No Kissin And Now
Detroit City Wishin You Die
I Know You Just Wanna Rap And Be Pop
..But Before Its Said And Dont You Gon' See 'Pac *WOOF*
Chorus:
Ya'll Dont Want War.. Ya'll Want Talk
In The Dark My Dogs All Bark Like WOOF
PROOF Nigga Im A Wolf
Now You All Shook..
About Ta Get Ya Brain Pushed Back
Verse 2:
Chris Gotti..
This Nigga Had The Nerve Ta Have 10 Niggaz Sneak Me Juss Ta Get With Me
Im Only 160..
And The Fact Is Murder INC Is DJs & Kittens I Only Walk Out With Scratches
Wearin A Rolex Shirt..
So If Thats Ya Streets Speakin Ya Threats Dont Hurt *Woof*
You Cowards Do Somethin 'Fore We Do Ours
I Could Write A Ja Rule Album In Two Hours (Nigga)
Leave You Dead On Ya Back, Run Ya Pockets Flat
Like Federal Tax, Put Ya Head On The Rack *Woof*
Its All Bad Only Thing Good Is Death
In L.A. G-Unit Posted And Suge Left (Fat Bitch)
Im From Detroit, Went To Hollis..
And Hollis Niggaz Is Like "Ja's Garbage, Dont Even Bother" (HaHa)
Plus Ya Over Witness Gangstaz Is Mad
That 50 Made Wanksta N Wanksta' Deffinition Juss AINT TOUGH
With Pictures N Ya'll Wanna Brawl.. With A Paint Brush
Paintin His War Marks.. Im Losin My Patients
It Aint Just.. D12 And Obie Homie
Cancel Ya Shows, Respect And Act Like You Know Me
Its Songs With Hailie' Name Again And Im Catchin A Jet
9/11 Style To Ya Face And Ya Chest
9/11 Style.. To Ya Face And Ya Chest
Its Over Nigga Gettin Wet On They Set
Bllaaaaah
Chorus:
Ya'll Dont Want War.. Ya'll Want Talk
In The Dark My Dogs All Bark Like WOOF
PROOF Nigga Im A Wolf
Now You All Shook..
About Ta Get Ya Brain Pushed Back (x2)
Talk:
Ha.. I Aint Even Talkin No More
I Cant Believe My Name Came Out Your Hoe Ass Mouth Nigga
Talkin Bout.. Like "We Gave It To Proof"
Your Bitch Ass Was Scared To Come In That Club Nigga
Ya'll Aint Got That..
Ima Tell You Like This.. Black-Child, Chris Gotti..
Im On That Ass Nigga, Word Is Born
So Ya'll Niggaz Go Get Ya Wanna-be Street Niggaz
Recruit Who You Wanna Recruit..
Cus Ima Murk All Ya Soldiers And Recruit Ya Bosses When Its Over
Nigga Big Proof.. D12..
Only 163.. I Left Out With Scratches Nigga
Wait Till Ya'll Niggaz Come To The D'
Oh Ya'll Want New York.. I Just Love (?) I'll Be Back
Fuckin With Ya Bitch..
Ayo Cookie Monster.. Come Get Me Nigga hahaha Hoe Ass Nigga
hahaha And Dont Make Me Really Write Some Shit haha