Purple Hills D12 (Devils Night) (Chorus)
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Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of lawsuits inside her palms
It’s Mr Mischief with a trick up his sleeve (aah)
Roll up on you like Christopher Reeve
I can’t describe the vibe I get when I drive by six people
And five I hit, I started a mosh pit
Squash da chick and lost the foster kids
This room makes me hallucinate
Then I sweat ‘till I start losing weight
‘Till I see dumb start happening
Dumber than Vanilla Ice trying to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c’mon bounce
I said c’mon bounce
Everybody in the house doing mass amounts
To the women in their thongs with their asses out
We don’t bull better ask around
D12 throws the bombast bash in town
Bizarre your mom is crashing out
Help me get her on the couch before she passes out
(Come, on) Drop that someone help Denaun
Who’s upstairs wrestling with Elton John
Hey Voo, you see me stepping on these leprechauns
It gotta be Turns the Ex-lax is gone
Yeah I look ‘em all with some Parmesan
And I think my arm is gone, yo it’s probably numb
Young dump and full of shit
And I think he’s bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I’m about to die when I just got on
That you might wake up with a guy or some new
I think I did too much (ah-ha), I think I got the runs (ah-ha)
Rolaids, Pepto and Turns, watch out, here it comes!

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Dirty Dozen, 80 of us
Shady brothers ladies love us
That’s why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out and date each other
Or something, something, something? I dunno
Hop hills, hills of hop
Hop to the hills, gonna steal some
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk (ahhh)
Thought it wan incredible and killed the hawk
I wanna roll away, like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I’m old and grey, gonna go for brake
Now okay doke, pack up my nose with soap
Cough, cough, cough, am I suppose to choke?
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby, born by lady
Now I’m paying child support (it’s your baby)

I take four shots at a time
I don’t need to chase when I’m swallowing mine
You get any room, in Bizarre’s hatchback
We cant go far ‘cos the car has flats
Why the hell you people think I rap?
Because my mother taught me how to breech contracts
If you got cash then hide it so (swift chill)
I just wanna get by like you (yeah)
And I don’t give a damn if you find any room(ah-ha)
Mean crude the hell with you too (ah-ha)
I only need three blunts then I’m cool
I just popped some and I’m going back soon

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Im at a rave, looking at a babe
Like she want it, gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Loony, crazy, chunky, sexy dopey-headed guy