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D-12

Genres: Hip-Hop

My Words Are Weapons Lyrics - D-12

[Chorus: x2] 

My words are weapons, I use them to crush my opponents 

These words are weapons, I never show no emotion 

My words are weapons, I use them to kill who ever's steppin' to me 

My words are like weaponry on a record 

 

The rage I release on a page, is like a demon unleashed in a cage 

Lunatics soon as i hit the stage, my mind is like a fuckin' stick of dynamite 

Once I get behind a mic its like the wick is lit 

You bitches die tonight, my nine inch dick shinin' bright 

My fuckin' grip is tighter than my wifes vagina 

These cock suckin' cops got my Smith and Western 

I guess its time to pick a different weapon, man this shits depressing. 

But swift gettin' me a new one for a Christmas present 

Come on slim lets go and teach this fuckin' bitch a lesson 

They managed to confiscate the pistol that I ? 

But the plan is to use this bullshit to my advantage. 

Shady stay creative baby, hold your head up don't you let ? 

One bit on these motherfuckin' suckers, your a soldier get up 

Stand up for what you believe in, as long as you breathin' 

They jealous of you man that the only reason they beeffin' 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

 

Its that Dirty dozen renegade, who done pulled the pin outta my grenade 

38's so move your shit up out the way, you niggas won't forget about Mcvay 

You got summit to say let it out today or watch these bullets spray from these ten black fingers Huggin' these deadly mm's make Jeff domers think he caught a mistameaner, 

See I'm dirty so I ain't gotta buy a pistol cleaner 

An official beater don't lemme see you wid your heater you gets wet wid it, 

Tell the motherfuckers Swift did it, packin' summit special in your crib, bitch get it, 

Physically fitted to run your digits, I'm pastel with this rascal pointin' up your nostrils 

You can split it and guess what we blowin' up the hospital 

We wouldn't give a fuck if you a cop or a hoe, I'm Hannibal Lector 

This vinal cord disconnector findin' whores to lock them up in motels to inject her 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

 

I'm eatin' crews like I'm Hannibal 

There's no way I could be the gay rapper (why not) I only fuck animals 

Stupid trick got my dick startin' to itch 

Went to my mothers grave site and called her a stupid bitch 

One on One in this blunt sport 

I'm in divorce court 

Suein' my bitch over a pack of newports 

Six times I've been arrested 

How would you feel if you were a Jehovah's Witness and always gettin' molested 

I'm smokin' dank and drinkin' drink, I can't have any kids 

Cause I'm fuckin' shootin' blanks 

Don't you know Bizzare don't give a fuck 

Nicole's a whore I'm glad OJ murdered a slut, responsibility I'm negligent 

Bill Clinton's a fag, how could Richard Simons beat the president 

Call me a weirdo, call me bizarre, I stick it up your ass while you shit diarrhea 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

 

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