Lyrics Derty Harry - Proof

Derty Harry

Hey them horns ain’t extensions nigga listen\nReal shit here\nHaha\nFace to face you got no heart\nWhen I blow sparks you lean on me like Joe Clark\nMy mind is so dark\nIts superficial\nNuclear Missile\nHit your body and your bones and I loose the grissle\nProofs official, D12 trademark\nA man with no S big braveheart\nY’all ain’t even listen\nNo S big backwards is Gibson\nMel Gibson bravehearted\nNow on to my mission\nAnd since then no failure\nI promised God to commit hommicide to niggaz wantin a free ride\nLike the Amistad\nI’m alive\nAnd just started Anger Management To Late by Lonnie Clive\nPart of ya mind\nDyin' to rhyme\nLike Ronnie and Cline\nInfluenced the greatest\nLike Ronnie and Todd\nIt ain’t no problem too hard\nMy solo like Do Lo\nBeen gettin' it\nLike I ain’t been shittin' it!\n(Y'all done start it)\nDerty Harry\nContract mothafucker lets roll it right now!\n(Y'all done start it)\nDerty Harry\nYou the one on this\n(Y'all done start it)\nDerty Harry\nProof nigga I’m a wolf\n(Y'all done start it)\nDerty Harry\nYou can get some now!\nIn high school ofcourse I was the best in the lunchroom\nDon’t make me get up out my seat bitch\nI’ll punch you\nI freestyle for fun but write for wealth\nI’m so dope nigga even bite myself\nI rap and will rappify you\nBlast\nAnd your just a baptist crier\nand then add the black Messiah\nWe gat for hire\nTo let the techs growl\nPut something in your body worse then the West Nile\nI was born out of test tube glass\nI suggest you blast nigga\nOr catch sum flesh wound fast\nI ain’t met a man that can wrestle gats\nI’m right behind the top rappers like a neptune track\nYa L.P.\nI slept through that\nNow guess who back\nUnless you strapped with a vest and two gats\nI suggest you pack\nI’ll spread you flat then rescue rap\nHit your body so much that your flash won’t match\nMothafucker!\nFuck Osama for bombing in the racing buildings\nI’ll bust him and hide him like Jason Williams\n(I heard Bizzare and D12 be raping children!?)\nCut the hype dyke I’m trying to make a million\nTake this pill then call me when you sober up\nTurn the dyke from glad and soon I’ll make them hold my nuts\nSeldomly seen is Elvis the King\nBut it’s Em thats got these kids nailed to the screen\nI held the team\nI got something on my chest thats hard to digest\nI heard the streets talking\nSeen\nOffering\nI’m checking my weapon\nThey mad cause I’m flossing bling\nI lost my steam but a demon in human flesh hyped my up\nNow my team is tightly cut\nSo sugar sugar, shot shot\nIf you didn’t get off it’s not my fault\nThe dog is back and y’all niggaz!