Filthy Lyrics
The song Filthy is performed by D-12 in the album named The Underground EP in the year 1999 .
Send Filthy Ringtone to your Cell
f**k fat a*s nasty dirty niggas
Filth, shit, f**kin filth yeea
Lalalalalala
[proof]
Ayo my style bust holes in the earth
Crush the crust by the dirtiest
Be the specializing in stoppin breathin
My legion a bleed man whether you belive in
Heaven and hell
Make your grill swell it ain't hard to tell
I work spells or wicked like _
Put _ head first, the round bursts another victim
[bizarre]
Nah man the boy pick em, stick em
[eminem]
Hands on the half shit, I'm fillin my glands full of acid
Two hands full of a*s dancing with angela ba*sett
Make plans for the casket
Your head lands in a basket
A dead mans in a plastic
I got red hands and a ma*s of fits
[bizarre]
Yeaah em
f**kin rap pervert, I serve dirt
My sick thoughts get all mixed up like rainbow sherbert
Get every nerve hurt, spot a mic and walk toward it
My whole click will beat your f**kin a*s and camcord it
[bizarre]
Somebody hide my too many hoes on my d**k
Smoked all your hay who wants to start the crucial conflict
Im the big daddy smokin blunts in cali
End up doing a drive by at the stay in school rally
Stop stop knockin 'cause ain't nobody there
Hoes with aids I still f**k bare
'cause i, I just don't care
Ill enuff to f**k up all your dental care
When bizarre kid comes through you better yell may day
Or you was havin good times like dynamite kujo _
[kon artis]
Yeah yeah bitch I get helmet from stank crack heads
And read my kids horror stories when I lay em to bed
Ridin bikes butt naked
Gettin freshed by police men
f**k christmas this is take a gift season
Beatin kids up for no reason
Take lunch boxes and all
Get em high off mushrooms
And play a friendly game of dodgeball
Biiitch!
Ayo
Battlin the dirty dozen that don't pay
You God dam right punk stay outta my way
[5x then fades out]