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d12 – girls (hidden bonus track) lyrics

hey yo dawg
i got some sh-t on my motherf-ckin’ chest that
i need to get off ‘cuz if i don’t
i’ma f-ckin’ explode or somethin’
now look, this is a story about
some little f-ckin’ girls that i know
it goes like this

it’s so easy for me to make enemies any more it’s sickening
people are lookin’ for an excuse to jump on my sh-tlist
stickin’ their noses in sh-t that isn’t none of their business
i never asked, cared, gave a f-ck, or wanted opinions
now i’m in the position that, i don’t wanna be in sh-t
i never had no beef with your corny son of a b-tches
but now the sh-t is broke and you can’t do nothin’ to fix it
so i’m tellin’ you right now, motherf-ck a limp bizkit

now i’ma be real, b-real was real
he ain’t say sh-t the whole time me and whitey was beefin’
see he chilled
he was cool with the whole situation and kept it neutral
i’d have never involved my crew if it wasn’t for pupils
peoples, whatever your backpackin’ cypherin’ name is
had i not opened a magazine and seen what you sayin’ and
i’da never involved you, but you had to add your two pennies

now i gotta go grab my sh-tlist and add some new enemies
hit the studio and i’ll admit, i had a few in me
f-ck it, i roasted you, i ain’t mad at you any
but let it be known that song was never released, it leaked
i’da never gave you that much attention intentionally
then i look on the tv, now look who’s mentionin’ me
that little f-ckin’ weasel, dj lethal, on mtv
after i gave you props in that song, you on national tv

talkin’ ’bout everlast is gonna whip my -ss when he sees me?
come on dawg, you was supposed to be on that song
talkin’ ’bout how bad you hate him, now you all on his thong?
what’s wrong? you scared, and fred
you said you was dissin’ him too
i shoulda knew better than to listen to you
you f-ckin’ sissy, up on stage, screamin’ how people hate you
they don’t hate you

they just think you’re corny since christina played you
and i dare you motherf-ckers to try to diss me back
that’s a sissy act, and don’t call me kissin’ my -ss
‘cuz i swear to god this ain’t just a song i’m tryin’ to pre-warn you
lethal when i f-ckin’ see you dawg i’m swingin’ on you
motherf-ckers must think ‘cuz i’m in trouble with the law
that i won’t jaw ’em, up my sentence and double it tomorrow

y’all some girls
(y’all are some godd-mn girls)
why do you act this way?
(why do you act this way huh?)
why do y’all act like f-ckin’ sissies you p-ss-es
keep talkin’ sh-t behind my back, you just some b-tches for that

and we all know
(we all know, hah)
how f-ckin’ cowards roll
(keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’)
in f-ckin’ bentley’s and pretend to be down
but as soon as someone calls you out
you put your tail between your legs and bow down

now i don’t ask n-body to share my beliefs
to be involved in my beefs
i’m a man, i can stand on my feet
so if you don’t wanna be in ’em all i ask
is that you don’t open your mouth with an opinion
and i won’t put you in ’em
‘cuz i don’t ask n-body to share my beliefs
to be involved in my beefs
i’m a man, i can stand on my feet
so if you don’t wanna be in ’em all i ask
is that you don’t open your mouth with an opinion
and i won’t put you in ’em

now see if you diss me and i respond, the beef is on
but if i help you sell one record
and i see you at a show, i’ll strip you naked
see i was smart, i came back and scooped up my friends
now i got five dawgs that’ll die for me like i’ll die for them
i’ll fight for them, swing or shoot like i fight for kim
all of ’em been with me through this f-cked up life that i’m in
that goes for all of my dogs, from royce to dre

from xzibit to mel-man, ’til i’m hoist away
in my coffin i’ll never soften no matter how often i’m tested
i’ll never give a f-ck, i won’t never be interested
love me or hate me as much as fred wants to be hated
i will solemnly stand by every statement i stated
this sh-t that i been through my pencil never could pencil
but i will never be this gullible ever again nope
next time i’ll know when someone’s copyin’ off me

i’m not bein’ c-cky, i just know when somebody’s mockin’ me
i stick up my middle finger, he sticks up his finger
i say, “f-ck christina” he says, “f-ck christina” but meaner
so from doin’ a song with method to beggin’ to get accepted
i’m peggin’ fred with the bottle of dye
that he bleached his head with
and as for lethal, don’t forget what i said
i’m f-ckin’ you up punk, you’re dead, don’t think that i’m playin’
and f-ck bizkit, ‘cuz i know you’re sayin’ f-ck d12
only not to our face, under your breath, to yourselves

you little girls
(motherf-ckin’ females)
why do you act this way?
(why do y’all act this way huh?)
why do y’all act like f-ckin’ sissies you p-ss-es
keep talkin’ sh-t behind my back, you just some b-tches for that

and we all know
(now we all know the truth)
how f-ckin’ cowards roll
(keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’)
in-f-ckin’-dent me’s and pretend to be down
but as soon as someone calls you out
you put your tail between your legs and bow down

‘cuz i don’t ask n-body to share my beliefs
to be involved in my beefs
i’m a man, i can stand on my feet
so if you don’t wanna be in ’em all i ask
is that you don’t open your mouth with an opinion
and i won’t put you in it

and that’s it, that’s all there is to it dawg
if you didn’t wanna do the f-ckin’ song
don’t say you’re down with doin’ the f-ckin’ song
and then back out at the last minute
and then go on motherf-ckin’ mtv talkin’ about
everlast can whip my motherf-ckin’ -ss
if you’re scared of whitey ford dog
just say you’re scared of whitey ford, that’s it

that’s all you had to f-ckin’ say, i wouldn’ta said sh-t
i woulda backed off, did the motherf-ckin’ song myself
and not put you motherf-ckers in it, that’s all
now i ain’t even on no rap sh-t no more
i’m on some f-ckin’-you-up sh-t when i see you
and i will see you too, oh, and by the way fred
that wasn’t an accident
i didn’t mean to give you a play at the music awards

- d12 lyrics

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