Kill Zone Lyrics - Return Of The Dozen Vol. 2 - D-12

Yeah 

D12 Is Back In The Buildin About To Hit Yall With Some Freestyle Shit, 

2011, Get Em Get Em Yeah! 

Ayo Im Going Up That Hinne Low Cleveland He Smoked, Till 

Soaked And Coverd 

Blood And Without A Penny, 

Broke 

I Never Was A Mathematician 

In Class Division Bored Me, I Was 

Snoring. Drempt Of Being 

A Graphic Villan, Then Caps We 

Pillin Re-mash Admishin. Leave Face Lookin Like A Fatal Crash Collision. Blast 

A 5th And. 

Tip, Out. I'll Throw You In The Trunk 

Kinda Like An Old White Ladies But, 

Yo Ass Is Missin n*gga You Can Compare Me Too Rick Ross, 

In Some Ways. Its Whenever 

You See The Boss 

You Gonna See Gun Play. Put The Torch In Your Face 

And Daffy Duck In Breal Up. 

This Ain't Call Of Duty Grab The Oozy Get Cha Kills Up 

N*gga's Be Rollin Plus They Claim They 

Sittin On Grands But Never Tell You They 

Fucking Gram's Are Golden. Im So Cereal. 

I'll Let The Cannon Busta, Bust. In Any Senario. 

B*tch What The Dilio. I Could 

Take The Hardest. Sack Then Turn It Too A Kiddy Show 

If I Find You Fucked. Like Hide 

And Go 

Giddy Yo. I Am So Vivid Let The Bullets Play Hide 

And Go Get It. When I Am Pissed 

Off, I Am So Livid. 

And N*gga's Cant Fuck With Us. New N*ggas Or Old Ones. Hit Ya Homies With Hot Hollows And Grab A Cold One. 

Who Next Flexin? I Lift My Two Hands Up. 

I Taken Each One, And You Can Forward This Text Message. 

Ya'll Know Bizzares Gunna Say Some Crazy Shit 

J 45 Gonn' Play Shit Im Amazing, bitch 

Im The Best Rapper Ever 

Get On Stage In Spandex And 

Tight Ass Leather, Lace Weed, 

Cocain Twins 

Stop Lookin For Bin Laden, Bin Laden Stay In Detroit 

Brain, Froze 

Cant Feel My Toes All I Need Is An Eight Ball, And A 

Picher Of Amborose 

20 Thousand, Dalante West Can 

Fuck My Mother 

50 Thousand, He Can Sodamize 

My Brother, Eltan John Say Hes A Celivic Fag 

(whats A Celivic Fag?) 

A Fag dont like dick in his ass (wow) D--n Straight 

Fuck It, We All Going To Heaven 

So Pull Up Some Skinny Jeans, 

And Tongue Kill John Legend 

Im Bout To Go To Canada, I cant Wait Tell Bitches I Know Drake, And 

Get My Asshole Ate, Eatin Pussy, Nahh That Aint Cool 

But Whats Cool Is Eating Ass Hair With Food 

Im A Rude Dude 

Ruder Then Jude 

Baby Face, N.W.A attitude 

(Fuck Tha Police) 

And I Smell Food Time To Eat, Pinky Pornawoah 

Time To Beat Wife Went To 

Work, Time Too Cheat 

In Jail For Rape Somebody Call 

Reap, Imma Freak! 

No Survivin This Poison Is Hybrid 

Bitchess Escaping On This Ice, 

Then Fall Out The Side Of It 

I Am A Human Piranha, With A 

murderous Persona I Dround a n*gga Inside His Own Saliva And Blood 

The Mental Isilum Kicked Me 

Out, Of It Out It, It Wasnt 

Enough 

I Need A Higher, More Minatical 

Place To Call A Club Imma' Cut Throat A Nasty Old Animal 

That Will Crack A N---a ' Fast As A Pastsheo 's And Mozzeltove I Stomp A N---a ' For Being Soft Im Just A Dog That Opened His 

Mouth And Broke The F----n ' Muzzle Off Im Cummin' For Your Balls At Any Cost, Your Washed It 

Mars Skeept Through His 

Cloths Like A Marg Maller 

Im Not Sure 

Stab A N---a ' With Rusty Daggers 

Give Em ' Lock Jaw, Where They Can 't Open There Trapper Imagine What Hack Saws 

Could Do To These Rap Frauds 

You Ain 't Thuggin They Should Be Knockin ' On Wood Like Jim Dougin 

Im Huggin' This Glock And Imma' Squeez Like An Anaconda Thats Standin ' On Your Block Ill Blast Any Bandana That I See 

I'll Beat Cha ' With Your Own I.v. 

In A Spitte, I 'll Put A Pillow Over That Widdle And Squeez 

I've Been A Heaten See I Was My Momma 's Mistake 

I Born Tirein ' Im Bombin Where Ever You Basterds 

Hibernate 

They Contimplate On Killin Me, 

Im In The D ' Livin It Im At The Shootin Range,a Nd 

Im Bustin Before Im In That 

B---h