Intro Welcome to D12 World! Where you can get
anything from sex, X, to girls. Welcome to D12
World! Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real
world. (Distorted) The world wants me to cope. I
don't smoke crack, I don't smoke crack, I don't.

Bizarre Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac
milli quick, When D12 rock his summer it's over
with. All these bitches and all these hoes, What
the fuck you looking at me for? (You, *****!). Oh
yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny
ass up in the Range. I like my bitches raspy and
nasty, I like a fat and nasty bitch named Ashley

Swift I slide you dope without no
procrastination, And you can watch me fuck up
your imagination. I'm always drunk, and I fiend
to smack hoes, I mean it, I leave them screamin'
like pteorodactyls. This is our world. . .

Kuniva We'd love to smack you, Hot lead
flying with debris and schrapnel. Rippin' you to
shreads, fuckin' up your tatoo. Break into your
crib, take your records and plaques too.

Kon Artis D12 is, that's who! Got you
limpin'. Still poppin' somethin' purple with a
bottle of gin bitch! I fuck up your kinship, I
lie in this shit. Peep, I stole your mom's jeep
and crashed into my street.

Proof Crazy derange. Of course we Shady's
gang, Of course we wear clothes with holes and
blood stains. No doubt, we shoot badges, born
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Chorus Welcome to D12 World! Where you can
get anything from sex, X, to girls. Welcome to
D12 World! Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real
world. Welcome to D12 World! (Kon Artis Singing)
Welcome to D12 World! Aaaaahhhhh!!!

Kuniva Aiyyo *****s be talkin' shit, but they
layin' slugs? now. I graduated from techs, I grip
a pump now. I used to be nice, but nice don't cut
it. Now I over they wig, if they don't uppen my
budget.

Bizarre Them D12 *****s, they be quick to
blast. I take my shower cap off, and whup your
ass. Steppin' to us, you can't be the smartest,
Cause you'll get dropped like an Aftermath artist.

Swift They catch me mingling by a bitch with
class, When she turn I'll be sprinkling some shit
in her glass. What part of this you can't
understand? I'll emiliate a man, worse then
making a band. (Kuniva - Don't be mistakin' that
man), (Kon Artis - He'll invite you over.) Real
fast, and pass your ass a glass of ebola.

Kon Artis I've been doing this for a minute,
And I'm starting to see my little brother
(?brother's name prob?) Look more like a star
then me. That's why I just started workin' out.
Man, this shit ain't workin' out