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D-12

Genres: Hip-Hop

Slow Your Roll Lyrics - D-12

[ Intro ] [ Eminem ] 

 

Guess who, New shit! 

D12 World, D-Twizzy! 

 

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ] 

 

You don't got a reason to want no beef 

You ain't got no ends to justify the means 

You don't got a cause, you better put it on pause 

You don't got the balls to fit in them draws 

So whatever it is you thinking that's got you gassed 

You better start rethinking and thinking it fast 

Ain't nobody told you, homie, ya wanna ask 

You better put them brakes and let off the gas 

And Slow Your Roll 

 

[ Verse 1 ] [ Swifty ] 

 

??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get shot in da kennedy fast 

You popped willingly you walkin around with Pac's identity 

I'm a mockery you bout to watch what its fin to be 

I'm not mentally focused but lyrically we got it locked 

And its not about droppin albums, I'll sock a nigga on da spot 

You cant help it but to imagine this walkin massacre 

A madman strapped with a magnum blow that spasm out ya back 

And just stand there and snatch your medallion 

See I cant fear any nigga that can not happen 

The immaculate Mack handler 

That got this wrappin by the back of his neck 

A scavenger I'm a threat then you fear me like a hand full of syringes 

I'm ill enough to scream at your front do', blow it off the hinges 

I'm marksmatic to press marksman outta walkin 

Cause soon your body can catch me shootin up your carcus 

So dont provoke shit, I wish the whole mankind was a neck so I can choke it, 

Furocious and you aint gonna be knowin where ya folks is 

Fuck the milk cartons and posters its over, they ghosts 

 

[ Verse 2 ] [ Proof ] 

 

Niggaz is bitch instead of diggin a ditch 

I'ma see how fill this river can get even bitches get hit 

I'ma walk a dog on all fours embark 'em with long claws 

Just fight for the wrong cause your boss with thong drawers 

You aint in my racket bitch followin faggots wit wanksta tats on their ass 

Eminem: Magic Stick If I get hit once you get hit twice ( backwards ) 

 

These thugs need to do what he love and just play the back 

Before I'll Put A Sword On Ya Head Like A Raider Cap 

You bust I'm sprayin back, leave your hood layin flat 

Now what you gonna say to that? 

 

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem] 

 

[ Verse 3 ] [ Bizarre ] 

 

Pull up ??? truck, throw up, blow up, beat a handicap bitch up 

Fuck butter I kill the DJ 

I dont need you bitch I got a instant replay 

Lay down bitch get butt naked 

And fuck the viagra I'm tryna nut in two seconds 

All around the world, fuck wit different cliques 

You aint got no weed get the fuck out my room bitch 

 

[ Verse 4 ] [ Kuniva ] 

 

I'm calm but I steal on niggaz like I was Clepto 

Put that chrome shit to ya head like you was Destro 

Why stop niggaz, why not pop niggaz, we cop figures 

Keep them toast like I hop nigga, we breathe dirt so be alert 

Or get them guns on ya chest like a welcome to the hood T-shirt 

Let's go back before throw backs, before I dro sacks 

I used to blow gats, bullets'll find you like a low jack 

I'm hopeless, a ferocious dosage of dope shit 

A culprit of culture a chaotic comotion 

Kuniva will blow shit off the map I post it 

Knock you off your penny load so fuck that cold shit 

 

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ] 

 

[ Verse 5 ] [ Kon Artis ] 

 

I point my fingers to the ground, throw my waist to left of me 

To knuckle should ship like a Em upside down and you best be 

On your p's and q's people we sees to use 

No one see's your views, so now you see's exclusives 

And put it in your little magazine, but you should 

Know that was the most desperate thing that you could 

Pull out of your crotch you faggots all owe us much 

Start doing herion lines for as much as you gossip 

Like bitches with Oscars, ya'll actresses 

45's make bodies flip like flabby tits 

Bullets coming at your doom like a buck up 6th 

Now what the fuck you gonna do to get up out of this shit? 

Your record was released 17 years ago you dumb bitch 

Do the math, you'll never have a shady / aftermath ring 

And that kind of staff to back that ass up so back that ass up 

Before we clap that ass up ... 

 

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ] 

 

[ Outro ] [ Kon Artis ] 

 

Nigga you better ask somebody 

These niggaz think they can just put shit out on their own, Fuck 'em .. 

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