Hit Me With Your Best Shot Lyrics - D-12

[Verse 1 - Bizarre:] 

Who died, what happened? Marshall stopped rappin' 

I guess that makes me the captain, hit the matress, pistol packin' 

sick assassin, bitch to gassin', get to mashin' 

D-12 broke up, were you bitches askin' 

Our clique relaxin' in the hills of Aspen, poppin' pills and Aspirin 

and I'm the machine that brought Marshall back to life 

told him that my rhymes just have to be tight 

so I figured that I would grab the mic 

like a nigga 'bout to rhyme right after Christ 

sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight 

grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only right 

living like a rock star is the only life 

and we are, 6 grown men, who are old friends 

my nigga Bugz, DeShaun Holton 

all the way down, I'ma hold them, D-12 nigga, 'till the world end 

[Verse 2 - Swifty:] 

A lotta niggas try to underestimate me 

'till I come back with vengeance and slice their trachea 

Y'all been placed on a contract for hatin' 

I'ma waste 'em, one by one, for taintin' 

Ability to kill a facility, I'm a sinner of Satan 

fast as a child rapist facin' 

Life or trifle, Henny has made me in waitin' 

they gon' lock me up under the basement 

I'm a one man army, marine and navy 

you done made me angry 

I'm crazy, insane, and maybe 

I bite the face off your baby 

for anyone who try to diss Proof or Hailie 

I'ma break their Halo 

put 'em on the reaper's payroll, erase them and hang their soul 

it ain't no hoes here, McVay s got a scroll 

With names on it, dipped in blood, man I'm cold 

[Verse 3 - Mr Porter:] 

I know you thought we were done, we rose up 

got a gun to make your whole inside fold up 

and hit us with the best shot and we're still standin' 

so tell the world it can lick our scrotum 

straight soldiers, who wanna stunt 

who wanna be the fall guy, who want the punt 

who wanna get fucked for lookin' at me sideways 

every time I roll up I'ma keep it blunt 

where did y'all run when we almost lost Marshall 

y'all did it big like Costco 

and we back in this bitch like a tampon 

still fuck dirty, Em's clean like a bar o' soap 

and you were so slick, on some baffoon shit 

my hand's on a sweeper, your was on a broomstick 

stop lookin' all stupid, I'm rude and abusive 

and strapped, don't make me use it 

[Verse 4 - Eminem:] 

Aight, here's where I come in at...