Shit Can Happen

Sh*t Can Happen - D-12

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

Sh*t can happen

That's right motherf**kers we back

Same slanging orangatangin

Wilding out on hoodrats

They say I act like I'm too famous to say hi

And tell 'em what my name is

But really I'm still nameless

You niggas don't get it yet do you

Dealing out platinum or flop

I still put it through you

Wit a luger that'll spit fire

And hit higher than a pitch

By a b**ch like Mariah

You think for one second since we got a deal

That we won't deal wit you

In front of St Andrew's still

You gay rappers better learn that

I won't stop until I see 'em turn back

If you don't slow that roll you got

You gonna see these Runyan Ave

Niggas that really need some Prozac

For' sure' that ask the others

But gator lay you down next to

Your mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight

Ready to fight and half the niggas

I give dap to I don't even like

The same cat who never gave a

Damn about your name

I gives a f**k about it like the

Next selling Clippers' game

I kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom

You and your madame

It's really unexplainable how I have 'em

Who call theyself screaming about a challenge

Ni**a we got a gift while you

Barely making it off mere talent

My skills are deeply embedded

Even your hoe said it

She was knock kneed I f**ked her

Now she's bow legged

In the middle of rappin I drop the mic

And have a stare down and jump

In the crowd and start scrappin

Kuniva and Kon Artis my ni**a we get it cracking

While the paramedics pick you up

We on the side laughing

Now this aint funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**

You can be touched don't think you can't

Cause niggas aint f**king around no more man

Now this aint funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**

You can be touched don't think you can't

Cause niggas aint f**king around no more man

The feds can't hold me I hold feds

I was born wit a dark a** cloud over my head

Raining acid you can't refrain

From gettin yo' a** kicked

Cause you talk too much you ask for it

I'm on some massive sh*t

Everybody ignore me

They wouldn't f**k with me if

I was performin at an orgy

These niggas get confronted

Then they change stories

I touch you then they thinkin

Everything is hunky dory

I even have you pour me the gasoline for me

Pulling up slowly

Cocktailin' your homie

You met a lot niggas which

You wouldn't wanna know me

Yo' a** might not even make

It home wit your rollie

Don't even try in your system like e coli

Trying to beef with me

Ni**a please yo' people die

I'm so wicked that my mama

Gave birth illegally

I survived the abortion immediately

SURPRISE AH

Picture me sittin in a jail cell rottin

Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve shotguns

So when the cops come knocking each hand's got one

Cocked ready to dump slugs heavy as shotputs

One man army guns can't harm me

Young and army worse than my Uncle Ronnie

Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me

I can't stop airing out my dirty laundry

Middle fingers flipped and censorship

Your friends just flipped over

The swift penmanship

Ever since I spit some sh*t on Infinite

I been giving it a hundred and ten percent

Cause when I'm bent most of

My energy's spent on enemies

Eighty percent of what I invent is Hennessey

Twenty percent is from being hungry as sin

Ten's because I love being under your skin

Yeah sh*t can happen so stick to rappin

Quit the yappin or I'ma lift the mack and

That can lead to another mishap happening

Skip the crap get the can of whoopass cracking

Now this aint funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**

You can be touched don't think you can't

Cause niggas aint f**king around no more man

Now this aint funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh*t can happen in him and yo' a**

You can be touched don't think you can't

Cause niggas aint f**king around no more man

It can and it will (ni**a)

F**k around with Amityville and you DIE

Insanity spills from the mentality of

Twelve motherf**kers in six different bodies

With their personalities split

F**king you up wit hit after hit

Sticking you up with clip after clip

Making you suck dick after dick

Dirty motherf**king dozen

The Kon Artis motherf**king Peter S

Bizarre Swifty McVay the Kuniva

Dirty father f**king Harry

Puttin you down in a cemetery

You get buried

All you of you motherf**kers

Suck our motherf**king cocks

We are not playing we are not playing

We are not bullshittin

This is not a motherf**king joke