Desperados lyrics

Artist  : Dj Butter 
Song : Desperados



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 feat. Almighty Dreadknaughts, D-12

[Proof]
Yo, ay yo turn the heads and the mics up
We got the Dreadknaughts, you know what I'm sayin
Super MC, you know what I mean
Bugz, Dirty and all that, all that shit
You know what I'm sayin, Desperados with the
cars, Eminem

[Eminem]
Chauvinist pig, droven this Big Lincoln
Till it went over the bridge
Jumped out and dove in the ditch
Broke in a mobile home and stole a stove and
fridge
Kidnapped the parents and left the ransom note
for the kids
I'm going for your mids
Here's a body blow for your ribs
While you're clutching your stomach and bleeding
all over your bit*h
I know where you live, your girl showed me your
crib
Unless she told me a fib
Then I'm gonna have both y'all get did
Burning incense, facing a murder sentence
Under intent, for investigation for killing
infants
While I sit in padded rooms doing shrooms
Having visions of dead pregnant women with brooms
jammed in their wounds
Slit your carpet and rugs, and f**ked your
apartment up
Sticking up all the drugs, and jumping in garbage
trucks
I'm from the shitty slums that look like the city
dumps
Give you a kidney punch, and mug you to get me
lunch
See me every summer, layin up against the
dumpster
With a one hundred dollar jumper, smothered in
southern comfort
Got my Slim Shady sticker on your mother's bumper
She came home screamin a bunch of motherf**kers
jumped her

[Proof]
Ay yo
Pursue to list em, there's no need to diss em
They be beheavin, make sure your whole breathing
system
Twist them like big caps, who wants to hear that
Rap, murder rates, and I snap vertebrates 
Collapse further states, my tribe reserves the
grave
Your pack deserve a crate, in fact the word is
fake
I'll cook you slow like egg sufficient nuts
I'm holding vandanna like seven great-molested
sluts
Calling me a bit*h nigga, you need to stop
Reality, one on one how many times you got
dropped
I'm cut throat when any track runs, I smack
none's
It's the rough method that makes Muslims run and
pack guns
I'm volcanic, the sermon preacher
Burning MC's most wanted by Herman Kefa
You tried to get a squad, they was like oh no
Leavin you brain dead, hittin trees with Sonny
Bono
I kick without a dojo, D-12 slow flow
Shoot down your mother ship and pimp slap mojo
No pro wanna go knuckle blades with renegade
Nigga tried to go pop, and plus they minute made
My lieutenant spray your brigade, and trampled
your flow
Big P, the reason MC's canceled their shows
The truth will hurt, see Proof will work your
shame in it
The best part of your show is when you put my
name in it
My squad, godly, fearin sh*t hardly
So I hope when I die, I dope like Chris Farley
f**k that

[Bugz]
Who run shit, watch these drums hit
You dove head first into some old dumb shit
Here's a can of as* whip, for you to come get
Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes
submit
 
Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't f**k
with Bugz bit*h
I'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit
Them pink belly niggas is who you run with
Making half as* songs, shitty snares and one kick
I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit
You can make a double album, won't have one hit
Your entire outfit is on some bullshit
And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit 
I admit, that my style is unfit
For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb
shit
Like I commit arsony, get harm quick
You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your
armpit
Now who the nitwit wanna come get with
This egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic
Don't risk it, you'll get your sh*t split
Now keep your distance, and keep existence
I'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit
I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence
I'm relentless to deny you're senseless
Yo bit*h, pay my bill that's where the hell your
rent went
f**k that

[Almighty Dreadknaughts]
I killed competition, with no way out as an
opposition
Execute the passengers on the flight my executive
decision
Then reminisce on how shady the business 
Terrorists asked by Israelis when they visit
Bombed in insentient
One word in three in the making, murdered the
exhibition team finish
Beat the ref senseless
No timeout extended play papers over your
intermission
And increasing the battlefield with the blood of
Christians
Cryin for the messiah, but he don't listen
I pop my wing when I top the stove frame boil
sizzling
I fight a maniac cook, I do damage to kitchens
f**k Home Depot, I demolition
When I home improve, I'll be there to fix it
For my school is supervision, for down finical
aid smoked up my intuition
Only hang out with rappers with explicit lyrics
And pistol grip punks with a beef, bit*h do you
wanna get eaten

[Almighty Dreadknaughts]
I got a mind full of troubles 
Everything is in doubles
I buy my guns in couples
No time to replace fumbles
Cause MC's come and MC's go, we both flow
Injured from head to toe
No fit a model, we full throttle
You stuck in low, incapable to master flow
Everything is tactical, living mathematical
Watch master flow, unleash and let go
I sh*t like lava, original designer, married to
marijuana since a minor
Making it a chance to see my battleship could get
you wet like fibs, what
Applying death-defying feets, maintain to keep my
peace
Flow like to see, when I release these beats over
concrete

[Almighty Dreadknaughts]
My president transitions has taken place
As eyes spread folk ally on the M-I-CR-O
Power he's cyphin not quality, I deal it
Lays the track and made it real, I know my people
feel it    
Keep their head bobbin, and the emotional sobbin
Plus a cultural cipher after show, hoes be
slobbin
Knobs, love the f**kin flavor of the icing
Plus I'm precision, my double edge will continue
slicin