f*ck Wit Us lyrics

[Intro: Bizarre, Proof & Kuniva, DJ Salam Wreck]
*Gunshot* D12 exclusive!
Yo! Brand new sh*t!
D-Twizzie, c'mon!
Gangsta...
We in the Pyrex
Gangsta, Amityville
[?] We've been [?], big fella
(Watch my tits) [?] What up [?]? Hahaha!
Guess who's back?

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
It's Bizarre, the local rap star
Jump from my old last car
Snatch n*ggas like Speedy Gonzales
Tech-9 has been jumping, higher than Ben Wallace
Bizarre stay hot, 7 Mile and Stout, guy
Your son was heading to Grambling University, said D12 was wack now he in hospital in surgery (n*gga)
Who dissin' D12? Who said Bizarre can't bust?
Yeah, "bus", right in front of the f*ckin' lodge
Who you dissin'? Come up missin'
My alibi? Me and the outdoors man was fishin'
We can bring guns, or a fistfight
Watch me bring more boys than Murray–Wright
Don't let that purple pill sh*t fool ya
'Cause these wild-ass 7 Mile n*ggas'll straight do ya
[Chorus: Bizarre, Proof & Kuniva]
Just don't f*ck wit' us, we gon' f*ck wit' you! (Yeah, we gon' f*ck wit' you)
Try to sh*t on us, we gon' sh*t on you! (Yeah, nig, ya heard the song)
So close your mouth, watch what you say (Be the f*ck quiet, n*gga)
'Cause we bashin' n*gga [?]! (We glad, dawgs)

[Verse 2: Proof]
D12, yo, faggots!
You sh*t [?] when I hit [?]
What you deepthroatin' is a 50-cal
Listen pal!
[?] [drain?] your health
Dress you [on?] blue and red
Hand you a gun and make you bang yourself
f*ck a salad, [?] on a [violent tip?]
Stick a potato on a barrel while blasting [silent?] [?]
[Buy the wood, just?] walk the plank of a pirate ship
[Or get bust?] "BIATCH!" like a [highened pimp?]
The sh*t I invented is black [, gawty?], never act rowdy
Get you invite to your own slap party
[Rip?] your face off like Hannibal Lector
And watch your body flop like Canibus records (b*tch!)
[?] [kept/ship to our life in a genre/jar?] and call it rap
[Put hoes/holes in a list to all the?] [?] [fat?] (D12!)
I'm like AIDS and [?] [I spread/spray when it hits?]
Only [?] dead in this b*tch, c'mon!
[Chorus: Bizarre, Proof & Kuniva]
Just don't f*ck wit' us, we gon' f*ck wit' you! (Yeah, we gon' f*ck wit' you)
Try to sh*t on us, we gon' sh*t on you! (Yeah, nig, ya heard the song)
So close your mouth, watch what you say (Be the f*ck quiet, n*gga)
'Cause we bashin' n*gga [?]! (We glad, dawgs)

[Verse 3: Kuniva]
Yo, who wanna see how far my nuts [are hanged?]
Who wanna [pay/bang?] in a ring, with a n*gga swingin' harder than Clubber Lang?
But Dozen is real dirty
You missin' the point, we jump n*ggas in even if they tryna join (Uuh!)
Scandalous, crazed manhandlers
Wit' your father duck-taped in the Grand Am with us
You feelin' lucky, squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese with your seed bein' unlucky Gs (What up, doe?) I'm top notch
I'm [?] [see?] so many people chalked out
Kids'll use your body's outline for hopscotch
I talked [and then I walked the wolf?], so watch where you walk
'Fore your [?] gets more [?] Calico spark (Blaow!)
After it's dark, the paramedics'll park next to your body, looking for your head and your heart
That's not a threat but a promise, I'm honest
We stomp n*ggas and get away drivin' through the lanes like Isiah Thomas

[Chorus: Bizarre, Proof & Kuniva]
Just don't f*ck wit' us, we gon' f*ck wit' you! (Yeah, we gon' f*ck wit' you)
Try to sh*t on us, we gon' sh*t on you! (Yeah, nig, ya heard the song)
So close your mouth, watch what you say (Be the f*ck quiet, n*gga)
'Cause we bashin' n*gga [?]! (We glad, dawgs)
[Outro]
*Car crash* Derty Harry, c'mon, man! What you doin'?