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| D12 - Studio interview part 1 |
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Early career
Proof formed D12 as a rap collective of local
Detroit MCs including Bizarre, Eminem, Eye-Kyu,
Killa Hawk, Fuzz and himself. The group was a
loose collective in the vein of Wu-Tang Clan. The
original concept of D12 was to have 12 of
Detroit's most talented Rappers. However, when
Eminem, Proof, Eye-Kyu, Bizarre and a few others
who were members at the time, were unable to find
12 Rappers who were good enough, Proof decided in
order to have 12, the then 6 members would create
an alter-ego. Proof chose Dirty Harry. When Eminem
found out Proof took that name, he decided on
Billy The Kid. This was Eminem's first Dirty Dozen
alter-ego. Eminem and Proof eventually decided to
"fall-back" on the wild-west concept. At some
point afterwards, most-likely early 1997, Eminem
created the Slim Shady concept. Bizarre became
Peter S. Bizarre. Kuniva became Hannz G., which
later became Rondell Beene. Denaun became Kon
Artis. Bugz became Robert Beck. During 1997, and
continuing throughout 1998, several members began
making names for themselves in Detroit. Bizarre
was named Inner City Entertainment's "Flava of the
Week". He went on to release an album called
Attack Of The Weirdos and become an honorary
member of The Outsidaz with Eminem, Rah Digga and
Young Zee. Proof won a freestyling competition run
by The Source in 1998.
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Affichage : 9412
Durée : 132 s |
| Revelation D12 |
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It's a awsome Track from the D12 members! LYRICS :
"Revelation"
[Chorus-EMINEM]
I don't wanna go to school.. I don't need no
education
I don't wanna be like you.. I don't wanna save the
nation
I just wanna live my life.. everyday a celebration
One day I'ma leave this world.. I'm waitin for the
revelation
[Bizarre]
I wanna kill myself! I'm still debatin
In front of a baptist church, masturbatin
Prayin to Satan - think I'm crazy cause I smoke
crack
live on the mat in a two-family flat? (Fuck it)
Tired of gettin hit in the face with a broom
My moms on her period, my dad's in my room (Daddy
no!)
I got ten rocks and I need to get out
I sold them in five minutes, at my own damn hause
(Moms smoke crack)
My poor grandmother, God bless her soul
The bitch got AIDS (aww) she just waitin to die of
a cold (hahaha)
There's three things that keep me from bein a Nazi
I'm black, a fag, and my dad's Liberace
[Kon Artis]
No matter how bad the beatin, I went to school
cheatin
My dad whooped my ass at a PTA meetin
Skipping the school I had to have nuts just to do
it
Got bored and became truant
When I had the gall to go I just couldn't do it
I was lured into corners by the peer pressure shit
How would you feel if you was held by the tip of a
barrel
Gettin threatened to get your skin ripped to bone
marrow
Bet suburban kids never got rushed for their
apparel
like me, outcast, last in class
First to leave, when the teacher called on me
Best believe I had somethin up my sleeve
[Eminem]
I've been praised and labeled as crazed
My mother was unable to raise me, full of crazy
rage
An angry teenager, nothin can change me back
Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac
I was boostin, so influenced by music I used it
as an excuse to do shit, ooh I was stupid
No one can tell me nothin hip-hop overwhelmed me
to the point where it had me in a whole 'nother
realm
It was like isolatin myself was healthy
It felt like we was on welfare but wealthy
Compelled me to excel when school it failed me
Expelled me and when the principal would tell me
I was nothin, and I wouldn't amount to shit
I made my first million and counted it
Now look at, a fuckin drop-out that quits
Stupid as shit, rich as fuck, and proud of it
That's why
[Chorus-EMINEM]
[Swifty McVay]
I was raised with a rifle and mask
Steadily beatin my psychiatrist ass just for askin
about my past
(bitch) I was never on that punk shit; fuckin
around
can get yo' belove abducted, smothered in blood
quick
You couldn't pay Swift to give a fuck
Was crazy like my father, it musta been poison in
that nigga's nut
Far as probation, fuck peein in cups
I violate at any time, let 'em see the blunt
I grew up steadily masturbatin inside of cells
Young as hell, havin conversations with myself
You could tell I wasn't lenient, a disobedient
Lynched and slapped teachers, bitch I'm not readin
it
You don't know what dawgs go through, a little
nigga
Sippin liquor with my old dude, what the fuck you
gon' do?
I'm quick to curse you, I told my mother that I'ma
hurt you
if you ever again mention a curfew
[Kuniva]
Look, my family ignored me and I don't like that
They don't even listen when I tell them I'll be
right back
(Yeah 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
I couldn't stand up to him, I just ducked and ran
I'm sick of this, I wish on Christmas
that I can get a loaded four-fifth and put a
fuckin end to this
(Fuck it) I got no friends and I can't get a bitch
Only thing I have is dirty magazines and sticky
fingertips
Nothin to smile about, I'm about to lose my mind
Got me an automatic nine, now I'm ballin out
[Proof]
Wait 'til school's over, pu-pil are people to
shoot through
Kids goin cuckoo, with a two-two
Since my fame is this new dude, in this high
school
Losin his noodle learn that people don't like you
The football jocks is, spittin on him
Popular kids in school is now pickin on him
Burn out youngsta niggaz now hittin on him
And his teacher in his english class keep flippin
on him
And now he's grounded with no allowances
for drinkin forty ounces, cause he was caught by
his counselors
And why the fuck I gotta ride the bench coach?
Already got expelled for wearin a trenchcoat
All I ever seen is.. {violence, violence}
Told me to keep silent, stepped back in my eyelids
It's apparent that my parents weren't parents at
all
That's why I blew out my brains and murdered you
all
[Chorus-EMINEM]
♥I Hope you like my Video♥
:D
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Affichage : 6201
Durée : 346 s |
| Eminem ft D12 When The music stops LIVE |
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***I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG OR VIDEO I JUST WANT TO
SUPPORT EMINEM AND SHADY RECORDS!***
[Eminem:]
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battling
But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and
walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smoking
crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'for I get down, run myself in the
ground, 'for I put some wack shit out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park,
five-thousand mark
You all steady trying to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothing but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shooting
I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really
feeling froggish, leap
You're slim, you're gonna let him get away with
that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape
with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the
music stops
[Swift:]
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you would've tried
The only way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's
crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every niggas favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga
with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark
diligently
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to
awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam,
bitch, I'm surgical
I'll allergic to dying, you think not? you got
balls? We can see how large
When the music stops
[Kon Artist:]
I was happy having a deal at first,
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst,
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back
on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing left but your word and
your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new
friends
Beggin' with they hands out
Checking for your record when its selling
When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin you drink till you car spin you then
[Screech]
Damn!
[Crash]
U slam into the wall and you fall
Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would
even call when the music stops
[Kuniva:]
Let's see how many of your men loyal,
When I pull up looking for you,
With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust your
head would just explode
With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy
wagon
Braggin about how you shot it like a coward,
bullets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while given
the chance
Understand I can enchance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought
of dying alone that really
Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of
cheap talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk
before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan tug-o-war with your
life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver
that shit the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light
nigga your a gonna at night
When The Music Stops
[Proof:]
Instigators, turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors
You all don't want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more you all breach, the more I moves
This hill street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news betcha all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music
stop
[Bizzare:]
Music's changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
NWA said fuck the police
Now I'm in jail
93 was strictly R&B
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Presilla at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
MOP had me grindy and griddy
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bowls
Now I'm in the hospital
Broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, I'm going in shock,
I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops
[Bang]
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