Pistol Pistol - D12

[Bizarre] 
Yeah, welcome to Amityville 

[Swifty] 
Detroit, nigga! 

[Bizarre] 
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols! Ha ha ha ha! 

[Chorus - Eminem] 
Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews 
like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you 
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to 
need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to 
Too many enemies on my list to sift through 
nobody got my back in this bitch but this two 
Sorry officer, I don't care how pissed I get you 
but I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol 

[Swifty McVay] 
Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us 
see I'm backwards - I slap niggas and punch bitches 
Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the Lord 
when my parents talk to me they've got mean mugs and ignore 
They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor 
shells from the forty-four scattered over their porch 
Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you 
trying to break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you 
Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you, you and your ho 
you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible 
There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you 
young, Black, and powerful, (BITCH!) and I ain't gotta lie to you 

[Proof] 
Stepped in the door waving the four-four 
blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low 
They call my (?), but I spit fire 
I lit five inside a fucking dickrider 
The clip slider, love to blast a Mag, you're a FAG 
you love being ass to ass 
Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya 
never say that I'm a gangsta, now THAT'S gangsta 
Yall niggas sound like Jigga but act like Pac 
yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough 
It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness 
I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell outta business 
It won't be the same since we touching the game 
make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain 
You think this shit's a game and we're bluffing for fame? 
I'll squeeze off this tech until NOTHING remains 

[Chorus] 

[Kuniva] 
The only time that I'm at piece/peace is when I'm close to one 
cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done 
Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works 
these cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt 
Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless 
alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless 
That's why I'm heated, you never know who starts creepin 
waking you up with AKs while you lie sleeping 
I'd rather pack the heat and not need 
rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic 

[*Gunshot*] 

[Kon Artis] 
You know the sound when I'm spinnin round 
spittin these rounds from fo' pounds 
while the whole crowd is screaming as loud 
from they're mouths as they possibly allow 
Nothing is parallel to making you carousel 
arial sommersault from ferris wheels to a pair of shells 
Denaun carry the nine where I go 
bullets whistle and hit you while I'm shooting at five-0 
Some semi-automatic for static's the motto 
spitting like [*Columbine kids*] from Colorado 

[Chorus] 

[Bizarre] 
This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock 
it'll make Jehova's Witnesses think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!) 
It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse 
it'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst (Ha ha!) 
It'll make Holyfield start fighting 
it'll make Ma$e say "Fuck church!" and go back to writing 
It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls 
it'll make R. Kelly give respect to Aaron Hall 
It'll make Christopher Reeve start walking 
it'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking 
It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut 
it'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking mutt 
It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde 
it'll make a redneck start to read the Holy Koran 
It'll make Ike stop beating Tina 
it'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina 
Christina Aguilera... HA HA HA HA! 

[Eminem-Chorus] 

[Swifty] 
Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! You better have an aim 
cause if you don't - you're FINISHED - flat out, nigga, nigga, nigga 
What? Fuck around and get popped with NO hesitation, straight up 

[Bizarre] 
Look at where the fuck we stay at! 
Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at! 
Fuck around with us, you get popped
Artist: D12
Title: Pistol Pistol