That's How... Lyrics - Devils Night - D-12

This is how it happens to you 

That's how people 

Get f***ed up 

This is how it happens to you 

That's how people 

Get f***ed up 

If you a loud mouth 

Trying to wild out 

And we see just 

How you laying 

And we peep your style out 

(You a punk) 

When you chilling out in 

Front of your truck 

And get stuck 

That's how n****s 

Get f***ed up 

No love at home 

With your in-folks 

And the world just keeps 

F***ing with your mental 

And all these kids making fun 

Of your trench coat 

That's how students 

Get shot up 

Hating on us but 

You come to our show 

(F*** them n****s) 

I crowd surf and you let me go 

Oh no 

Whip your as* when 

I get off the floor 

Just so you know though 

That's how haters get f***ed up 

When the police pull you over 

And s*** and find ganja 

Now every month 

They checking on your piss 

They getting mad 'cause 

You ain't come back since 

And now they sweating you 

That's how P.O.'s 

Get f***ed up 

When your mans hook 

You up with a b**** 

Over the phone 

And when you see her 

She ugly as s*** 

(God damn) 

Now at the end of the date 

She want a kiss 

And some dick 

That's how blind dates 

Get f***ed up 

Say we got a real crew 

With a lot of skill 

And only one n**** in our crew 

Make the dollar bills 

why'all fools just mad 'cause 

why'all ain't got a deal 

Local rappers talk too much 

(Kon Artis:) 

You don't like this pain 

But you roll with punks 

Manage to trip the alarm 

And you all get stumped 

Cops got AK's 

why'all only got pumps 

That s***'s just dumb 

That's how Cruzzie 

Got locked up 

When your as* 

want to walk in the club 

But 'stead of telling you to wait 

The n**** want to 

Push and shove (move) 

They get trampled from 

The n****s you brought 

So move over 

That's how bouncers 

Get f***ed up 

When you get your guns 

Outta the stash 

And gather all your homies up 

To go and shoot up a pad 

Soon as you finished 

why'all run out of gas 

You better haul as* 

That's how drive-bys get f***ed up 

Mixing weed with the brew 

Extacy and Kalu, 

Gasoline fumes 

Nitrous balloons 

Acid tablets and magic mushrooms 

That's how D-12 

Get f***ed up 

I like your records 

But my album ain't dropped 

Dr. Dre's my favorite 

B**** get off his jock 

Got a backstage pa** 

And I need to get off 

want to meet da-da-da Doc? 

That's how groupies 

Get tossed up 

(Bizarre:) 

Drop outta school 

Take drugs and molest sl*ts 

Got your girlfriend 

Sucking on my left nut 

Your parents don't like me, 

But guess what (what) 

'Cause Bizarre don't 

Give a f*** 

Chokin' your wife all in 

Front of your peeps 

She toss a brick through 

The window of your Jeep 

They back together 

By the end of the week 

That's so sweet 

Slim and Kim argue too much 

Invite a h*e to your house 

While your b**** is out 

Now you got the dick 

All up in her f***in' mouth 

Pull it out 

And then you bust off 

On her favorite blouse 

That's how Clinton got caught? up 

Steal cars, wreck bars, 

Got f***ed up beyond 

Recognition, walk in 50 

Clubs like we stars 

Our mission every day is 

Just to smoke bongs 

And f*** b****es 

That's how Runyan Ave. is cut 

(Swift:) 

When your life wasn't raised up right 

See your mother coming home 

With different n****s every night 

And then you run in to 

The one you don't like 

So get the f*** off 

That's how step-dads 

Get f***ed up 

This is how it happens to you 

That's how people 

Get f***ed up 

This is how it happens to you 

That's how people 

Get f***ed up 

This is how it happens to you 

That's how people 

Get f***ed up 

This is how it happens to you 

That's how people 

Get f***ed up