D12

Now when you reppin' in these streets say it..
and If you' handlin' your beef say it..
You got your hood on lock say...
If its crime on your block say...
[VERSE 1: Proof]
I put/paint men on canvas
Have they ass' off the street Cancerous
We call that the Hammer Dancers
Thats the 3-5-7 now the Feds want us
'cause we lead dump and head-hunters
Borough of every hood, In this crime life...
My name painted on the block or this limelight
A G aint' nuthin' but a letter, you can hang man
and these gang-wars, thoughout the gang-lands
Got no problem for hurtin' the *Church*
My model was murkin' 'em first,
when they said they servin they're turf
With no sea-food, make 'em see-through
I'm into slappin' *****z, next *****...
[VERSE 2: Swifty]
....Me Too
My eliminations way too hasty, they don't chase me,
I send more red dot's than pastries,
When the medal is sworn, label me the desolate one,
It aint no settlin' beef, im destined to come...
To any hood, it aint no justice, you wishin' it was...
This crime life got me stealin' your goods
I'm a mental patient, on my way to the central station,
ain't no wasting time... and i sure i facing time
Breaker-1-9, the *cops* be swarming
on they walkie talkies, tryin' to block me with a warnin'
I'ma dissapear like Spawn, and be gone
to the other side of the country, by the morning...
[CHORUS: Kuniva]
Now when you reppin' in these streets say it..
and If you' handlin' your beef say it..
You got your hood on lock say...
If its crime on your block say...
[VERSE 3: Kon Artis]
Cold nights in the pen turn your heart cold,