Loyalty (Explicit)

Loyalty (Explicit) - D12/Obie Trice

Whoa Yeah Ahh （MuthaF**kas think they know us）

G-g-g-g Guess whos back D-Twizze O-Trizzie

Doc-Drizzie Shade-Slizzie slash Aftermath

Fiftycent G Unit Here we go Free Yayo

Muthaf**ka Benzino They don't know we finna blow

Someone betta tell them so

Swifty McVay

You don't me McVay and I doubt if you understand me

Why would I give a f**k about you if we ain't family

I roll with a chosen few and those of you thats behind me

Witness the most potest furocious *****s that rhyme

These b**ches turn they back on you actin like they ain't did sh*t

When you rappin never mix bussiness up with your friendship

If you lackin up in this jungle then what you breathe fo

*****ss don't love you you got habits of breaking street codes

Far as static I automaticly get medieval

When i'm after people then ill explode you b**ches with C-4

These hoes have no insurance bodies get repo

Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close

Keepin 44s where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat

If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep close

*****s pupils thats what I do i'm foolish will shoot you

Cuz i'm coo-coo But I don't think *****s can take in heat tho

Chours x2

Kon Artist

See i'm a man and a man gon do what he gotta do

And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you

If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do

And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you

Bizarre

I don't give a f**k i'm quick to blaze chronic

Smoke on so much green use twelves and supa-sonic

Bizarre pack guns and knives put to dick to Nuns and Wifes

Now who the f**k want to fight

Ain't nobody f**king with me Ain't nobody f**king with the D

They get beat like a M-P

You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs

You heard about Proof wiling in the clubs

You heard about that nine that Eminem packs

You diss us you get you're f**king face cracked

I'm from 7 Mile and stout Ill shoot up you're house

Next day ill pee in you're mouth

Obie Trice

Aiyyo loyaltys first all the b******t second

I showed you on the record Cheers to who respect it

Most of these *****s neglect it

Even though its a known method

From the hectic hood that you slept in

You wanna be an exeption

Thats when the weapon is leaving you're half stepping

With that caine in you're left hand

Obie from a section thatll stain up you're flesh and

Have you on bare breast

Questionin you're affection for streets

D-Twizzie no question

One of the best groups that done it

And Obie is their reflection

Lil homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin

D-Twizzie fo life Obie Trice is second

Chours x2

Proof

Which one of you *****s wanna be boltion bump heads

When I got a passion for clappin with one hand

Talents on my roster this mobsters in dump land

Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds

Never leave the crib without packing my black burner

On some T Ali rapper to merk a have murda

Incorporated Hitman Herry is at you're service

Reach for me one more gain and thats closed

For life as D12 no ice and spreewells

Every night that I chill in I fight by free-will

Knowing I can be killed

Leaving my group pieces of proof with a reason to shoot

And a liecense to ill

We lost Bugz and ill be damed if we loose another man from our clan

Without forcing our hand

Estorting you're family ill torture you're granny

For my *****s i'm on you're motherf**king porch with a Cammy

Chours x2

Kuniva + Kon Artis

Yo its funny how *****s get caught along （and get bombed on）

Knocking teeth in back of you're throat （and break you're jaw bone）

（Im on ignorant shit） these *****s is b**ch

Pass me a cigarrete quick （shit is finna get thick）

Yo man ill get split （by a brutal and critical hit）

With identical dent （or bullets with identical prints）

I'm wishing you if （you come you're Lutenints a snitch）

You teminant fick （and we know you ain't finna do shit）

Ill stick with my clique （The Kon Artist Bomb Artist）

Kuniva The Rida （Shooting through you're f**king Long John garmets）

Dirty Dozen （We deep in the street）

Unbelivable heat well even lay you out infront of the chief of police

Muthaf**ka

Chours x2

Kon Artist-outro

Yeah D-Twizzie

D12 Dirty Dozen

Nothing but family up in this muthaf**ka

Loyal to everything that we do

You ain't neva gonna catch none of us slippin by ourself

Cuz we always together

You know what i'm sayin

Yall *****s don't know what family means

Bugz watching over our a**

Thats why we still alive know

Knocking yall *****s outta the clubs and sh*t

Haha Runyan Av Baby

Shady Records

Where yo mamma at *****