fast with brain damage The name that some forgot, D12, it ain't hard to feel, guard ya grill, it's REAL! [chorus] [Outro:] Yeah, Big Proof, Grown Man Shit
the shit I speak Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street like the sound of police who run the street really And every hood let you grow
me homey Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down It's always off the chain man
snout over the cloaked aroma clouds, solar boy elope with couch ogling older polaroids, motor mouth chauffeur the golden molar toy, gophers yolk a fish out of water, he grows
real enough to know when I'm dealing with faith Better get yo shit straight when you come my way J-Dawg I don't play to grown for that, I'm trying to
enough to know when I'm dealing with faith Better get yo shit straight when you come my way J-Dawg I don't play to grown for that, I'm trying to go
dope, whatever you wanna call it (Not back) An aspiring sociopathic alcoholic (Ahh shit) Look at Slug still rockin' the same outfit Tryin to make the belly grow bigger than the wallet Ay yo man
die fucking with me in this (Gangsta Shit) I wouldn't have it any way beside this (Gangsta Shit) And when I grow I want to go out on some (Gangsta Shit
the residual. Bah bah Dres, now tell me have U.N.E. Pull. I said honey uhhh, again I said it slow. Coming out the boxers and my joint will surely grow
sattle [Will-Lean:] Cocaine cowboy, now get it up Triple beam bad man, the brick I split it up Thinking Novas, baking soda I whip it up Uncut, down proof
what da fuck he dissin him for? Yeah he dissed me first but you was never informed I'm one of the top five nigga, my shit is tight nigga you heard it
be filming this I proof read my writtens, eat a chicken with the skin missin' Spend the whole night out binge drinkin' I rip shit consistent, spit persistent
slaughter is the proof that it is wrong. Big man, big M.A.N. Big man, big M.A.N. Big man, big M.A.N. Big man, big M.A.N. Big man, big M.A.N. Big man,
that bump me, I'ma do the Humpty and elbow bitches, 'til everybody jump me (Yo man whassup wit you man why you keep bumpin me and shit) Whassup fool
shit to me!? [Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn't poppin' shit. [Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin' them shit [Kon Artis:] What shit? [Eminem:] That shit!
me with love that's brotherly That didn't work, try another play Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up I'm reachin' up another grown man's butt Hike the
whatever) This nice beautiful house ma, it don't mean shit Cause you know daddy's a drunk and he don't clean shit And yesterday he hit me like a grown fuckin man
shit on you! I will shit on you I'll shit on you! Girl you know, its true I'll shit on you! Bitch or man, its true I'll shit on you! I will shit on you
