Shit Can Happen Lyrics by D12
Bitch
Yeah...
[1] - shit can happen [8x]
[kon artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
Thats right motherfuckers we back
Same slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on hoodrats
They say I act like Im too famous to say hi
And tell em what my name is but really Im still nameless...
You niggas dont get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or flop I still put it through you
Wit a luger thatll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
That we wont deal wit you in front of st andrews still?
You gay rappers better learn that
I wont stop until I see em turn back
If you dont slow that roll you got
You gon see these (? ) niggas that really need some prozac
Fo sho that, ask the others
But gator lay you down next to your mothers mothers grandmother
[kuniva]
You know Im feelin real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and half the niggas I give dap to I dont even like
The same cat who never gave a damn about your name
I gives a fuck about it like the next sellin clippers game
I kill you in ways you couldnt even fathom
You and your madame, its really unexplainable how I have em
Who call theyself screamin about a challenge
Nigga we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere talent
My skills are deeply embedded even your hoe said it
She was knock kneed I fucked her now shes bow legged
In the middle of rappin I drop the mic
And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin
Kuniva and kon artis my nigga we get it crackin
While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughin
[hook: 1- in background]
[kon artis]
Now this aint funny so dont you dare laugh
Shit can happen in him and yo ass
You can be touched dont think you cant
Cuz niggas aint fuckin around no
Yeah...
[1] - shit can happen [8x]
[kon artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
Thats right motherfuckers we back
Same slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on hoodrats
They say I act like Im too famous to say hi
And tell em what my name is but really Im still nameless...
You niggas dont get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or flop I still put it through you
Wit a luger thatll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
That we wont deal wit you in front of st andrews still?
You gay rappers better learn that
I wont stop until I see em turn back
If you dont slow that roll you got
You gon see these (? ) niggas that really need some prozac
Fo sho that, ask the others
But gator lay you down next to your mothers mothers grandmother
[kuniva]
You know Im feelin real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and half the niggas I give dap to I dont even like
The same cat who never gave a damn about your name
I gives a fuck about it like the next sellin clippers game
I kill you in ways you couldnt even fathom
You and your madame, its really unexplainable how I have em
Who call theyself screamin about a challenge
Nigga we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere talent
My skills are deeply embedded even your hoe said it
She was knock kneed I fucked her now shes bow legged
In the middle of rappin I drop the mic
And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin
Kuniva and kon artis my nigga we get it crackin
While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughin
[hook: 1- in background]
[kon artis]
Now this aint funny so dont you dare laugh
Shit can happen in him and yo ass
You can be touched dont think you cant
Cuz niggas aint fuckin around no