Keep Talking Lyrics - D-12

[50 Cent] 

Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 cent 

You're here with mah man Green Lantern 

And you know how the fuck it go down 

You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby! 

I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me... 

[Gunshots x2] 

[Bizarre] 

Yeah... 

Detroit, Motherfucka... 

DJ Green Lantern (The Evil Genius) 

D12, We ain't goin' nowhere... 

We still smokin' crack, nigga... 

(laugh) Let 'em know... 

[Eminem] 

Bitch, Keep Talkin' 

Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because 

We ain't stoppin' 

We ain't got to prove shit to yall 

So all yall can lick the balls and 

Keep Walkin'! 

Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' 

Cause we ain't stoppin' cause 

You ain't stoppin' us! 

We ain't got to prove shit to yall 

So all yall can lick the balls and 

Keep Walkin'! 

(Come on!) 

[Kuniva] 

(Yo) The Derelict's back 

I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed 

I even sold my therapist crack 

You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts 

I love pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks) 

And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play with me 

I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering) 

Kids an' all get hit, peers and all 

The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) 

Kuniva's a street talker 

Heatsparker to beefstarter 

Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') 

Throw a firebomb down your chimney 

While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi 

Knife with the hands, never bow down to another man 

I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands 

Smother your clan! 

Sever your hand and your legs 

And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head! 

[Swift] 

I'm the only one, you bitch, that touch ya 

Type of brother that'll fuck your mother 

With a fishnet rubber (scream) 

A belligerent and rowdy motherfucka 

That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella 

When it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin' 

I change your language with a stainless 

I'm contained with an anguish to leave you famous 

I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face with 

Niggas don't say shit, fuck your hype man 

If there's a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) 

Cause I can, You get squashed like pop cans 

I'll be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) 

I'm about to sell your mama bud, and lace it 

So when she fire it up she coughin' blood 

I love to see 'em lay shit 

I'm made to behave in this case 

You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be replaced 

[Eminem] 

Bitch, Keep Talkin' 

Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because 

We ain't stoppin' 

We ain't got to prove shit to yall 

So all yall can lick the balls and 

Keep Walkin'! 

Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' 

Cause we ain't stoppin' cause 

You ain't stoppin' us! 

We ain't got to prove shit to yall 

So all yall can lick the balls and 

Keep Walkin'! 

(Bizzy, come on!) 

[Bizarre] 

I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule 

I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) 

Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll probably sue 

Next week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) 

The first time I had sex, a dirty mattress 

No condom, my grandmother bent over backwards (Ugh!) 

Bizarre been fuckin' raw all summer 

Let's make a trade: My wife for your brother 

Syke! I'm not bisexual 

I'm an intellectual transexual with one testicle (One nut) 

And I ain't saying shit 'cause it rhyme 

I got colon cancer...I'm dyin 

[Proof] 

(Yay Yay!) 

Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho') 

(Come on)I'm probably the best 

God in the flesh 

Blow your heart out of your chest 

And your chest out of your vest 

Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as hell 

Study my 12, I cut him he fell 

A druggie on bail, nutty as well 

With search light, bud he revealed 

Dead or in jail 

They're headed for hell... 

Together with bells and blonde guy 

Get your lungs hard 

Leave you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots) 

We can take this from your front door to your CEO office 

Got the key to your coffin to pee on you often 

Leavin' your office, we takin' over 

Or get China White, mixed with baking soda 

Ya hear me...GET CRACK! 

[Eminem] 

Fuckin' Crackheads! 

And this is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! 

This ain't brains over brawn 

This is bullies over fuckin' pussies! 

(Laugh) Come on! 

Bitch, Keep Talkin' 

Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because 

We ain't stoppin' 

We ain't got to prove shit to yall 

So all yall can lick the balls and 

Keep Walkin'! 

Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin' 

Cause we ain't stoppin' cause 

You ain't stoppin' us! 

We ain't got to prove shit to yall 

So all yall can lick the balls and 

Keep Walkin'!