3at
Legacy Member
Ik vind da zo ne goeie cd en ik raad aan om deze zeker in huis te halen, das gewoon lache.Ik zal ook wa lyrics posten van een paar nummers.
De artiest is Bizarre gekend van D12.
I NEED A FRIEND
[ Verse 1 ]
(Susan! Make shut the doors, lock)
Too late bitch, I don't poor the fucking glock.
Each of you wanna face and tie you up with sock?
(Dial 911) Bitch I'm a fucking cop.
I'm outta cot, I'ma fucking with kittie
The last two months I been suspended.
Suspended, cause I love the shoots
{*edit*} Mell prostitutes.
I love to catch 'em, walk 'em on ??? boulevard,
Put a 9 to 'em, catch 'em of ???
And it ain't a time of the day, I walk up to 'em and steal 'em,
God hate fags, sit me here and kill 'em.
Don't reach for the phone, don't call for help,
I know you hate me, I fucking hate myself,
I missed you when I talked you, I'm glad you lizzed,
Cause 10 minutes from now, I'll be in prison.
[ Chorus ]
I need someone to listen to me.
I need someone who cares about me.
[ Bridge ]
I need a friend! I need a friend!
I need a friend! I need a friend!
[ Verse 2 ]
Shut up bitch 'fore I shoot you
With a fucking 9 or a fucking ???
You're probably wondering why I'm in your house,
This is a long story, this helps me to get out.
This is a story, that I'm a rapper trying to make it,
Now I'm a rapist that tryina take it.
You like my chain? Bitch don't break it!
My mother gave it to me, it's kind of secret.
I used to be a catholic priest, now I'm living on the streets,
One of a touching my little niece.
It's turned of. Oh, my niece kissing me!
What the fuck is going on bitch? Listen to me!
The police delicious started to relieve first,
I ain't ??? a vergent and bully on work.
Stop staring at the phone, you can't make a call.
I got your ass chicks near to the wall.
And I'm finally glad that the truth came out,
Now this is the part, I blow my brains out.
[ Chorus ]
[ Bridge ] x 2
ONE CHANCE
[ Intro ]
I ain't shit
I ain't even go to college
Matter of fact I ain't even think about goin' to college
If I wasn't be doin' this music shit
I don't know what the fuck I'd be doin'
[ Verse 1 ]
Ever since I was seven, I wanted to be a rap artist
Ten years later, I'm still out here starvin'
Started off talent shows, battles around the block
To bein' in the house, 'round six o'clock
Rappin', ***** you better get a job
Stop stayin' in the house, lookin' like a fat slob
And mama, I'm serious about this rappin'
She thought at the snap of a finger, it would all happen
Didn't think about school, homework I left
Report card, came home with all F's
I saw Redman, walked up to him and bust a rap
He said I was sweet and gave me a lil ???
Couple hours, he'll give my phone a tap
I sit there, waited, he never called me back
I didn't take a shower, I waited for six hours
Where the fuck is Reggie Noble?!
[ Chrous ] x 2
You get one shot, only get one shot to take it
You get one chance, only get one chance to make it
You get one choice, only get one choice to break it
Be a man, be a man *****
[ Verse 2 ]
18 years old, mom threw me out the house
Responsibility, am I a man or a mouse
I'm starvin', tryna get a nine to five
And I'll do anything just to survive
I wanna go to Open Mic, but I gotta work tonight
Plus I can't pull up to the club, in a yellow dirk bike
My girlfriend's pregnant, I think she's havin' a boy
I gotta get two jobs, gotta buy her some toys
Plus my rap partner say he quit, he's goin' to church
After 5 years of puttin' in work
[ Chrous ] x 2
[ Verse 3 - Bizarre ]
I notice my goals is gettin' further away
Crystler plant, they gave me a call back today
Sixteen hour shift, leaves me a whip
Beeper on my hip, money starts to flip
Been six months, ain't no Hip Hop in here
My stomach gettin' fat for drinkin' all them beers
All I do is watch football and beat my wife
God damnit where the hell is my wife
My wife ain't cheatin', I know she ain't cheatin'
But every once in awhile she deserves a fuckin' beatin'
My group havin' a meetin' about tryna reunite
But I won't be there cause I gotta fuckin' work tonight
And I keep on cryin', just bout to lose it
Its been 2 years since I been away from music
The best MC from Detroit, ***** I was the man
Don't be like me and blow your chance
[ Chrous ] x 2
De artiest is Bizarre gekend van D12.
I NEED A FRIEND
[ Verse 1 ]
(Susan! Make shut the doors, lock)
Too late bitch, I don't poor the fucking glock.
Each of you wanna face and tie you up with sock?
(Dial 911) Bitch I'm a fucking cop.
I'm outta cot, I'ma fucking with kittie
The last two months I been suspended.
Suspended, cause I love the shoots
{*edit*} Mell prostitutes.
I love to catch 'em, walk 'em on ??? boulevard,
Put a 9 to 'em, catch 'em of ???
And it ain't a time of the day, I walk up to 'em and steal 'em,
God hate fags, sit me here and kill 'em.
Don't reach for the phone, don't call for help,
I know you hate me, I fucking hate myself,
I missed you when I talked you, I'm glad you lizzed,
Cause 10 minutes from now, I'll be in prison.
[ Chorus ]
I need someone to listen to me.
I need someone who cares about me.
[ Bridge ]
I need a friend! I need a friend!
I need a friend! I need a friend!
[ Verse 2 ]
Shut up bitch 'fore I shoot you
With a fucking 9 or a fucking ???
You're probably wondering why I'm in your house,
This is a long story, this helps me to get out.
This is a story, that I'm a rapper trying to make it,
Now I'm a rapist that tryina take it.
You like my chain? Bitch don't break it!
My mother gave it to me, it's kind of secret.
I used to be a catholic priest, now I'm living on the streets,
One of a touching my little niece.
It's turned of. Oh, my niece kissing me!
What the fuck is going on bitch? Listen to me!
The police delicious started to relieve first,
I ain't ??? a vergent and bully on work.
Stop staring at the phone, you can't make a call.
I got your ass chicks near to the wall.
And I'm finally glad that the truth came out,
Now this is the part, I blow my brains out.
[ Chorus ]
[ Bridge ] x 2
ONE CHANCE
[ Intro ]
I ain't shit
I ain't even go to college
Matter of fact I ain't even think about goin' to college
If I wasn't be doin' this music shit
I don't know what the fuck I'd be doin'
[ Verse 1 ]
Ever since I was seven, I wanted to be a rap artist
Ten years later, I'm still out here starvin'
Started off talent shows, battles around the block
To bein' in the house, 'round six o'clock
Rappin', ***** you better get a job
Stop stayin' in the house, lookin' like a fat slob
And mama, I'm serious about this rappin'
She thought at the snap of a finger, it would all happen
Didn't think about school, homework I left
Report card, came home with all F's
I saw Redman, walked up to him and bust a rap
He said I was sweet and gave me a lil ???
Couple hours, he'll give my phone a tap
I sit there, waited, he never called me back
I didn't take a shower, I waited for six hours
Where the fuck is Reggie Noble?!
[ Chrous ] x 2
You get one shot, only get one shot to take it
You get one chance, only get one chance to make it
You get one choice, only get one choice to break it
Be a man, be a man *****
[ Verse 2 ]
18 years old, mom threw me out the house
Responsibility, am I a man or a mouse
I'm starvin', tryna get a nine to five
And I'll do anything just to survive
I wanna go to Open Mic, but I gotta work tonight
Plus I can't pull up to the club, in a yellow dirk bike
My girlfriend's pregnant, I think she's havin' a boy
I gotta get two jobs, gotta buy her some toys
Plus my rap partner say he quit, he's goin' to church
After 5 years of puttin' in work
[ Chrous ] x 2
[ Verse 3 - Bizarre ]
I notice my goals is gettin' further away
Crystler plant, they gave me a call back today
Sixteen hour shift, leaves me a whip
Beeper on my hip, money starts to flip
Been six months, ain't no Hip Hop in here
My stomach gettin' fat for drinkin' all them beers
All I do is watch football and beat my wife
God damnit where the hell is my wife
My wife ain't cheatin', I know she ain't cheatin'
But every once in awhile she deserves a fuckin' beatin'
My group havin' a meetin' about tryna reunite
But I won't be there cause I gotta fuckin' work tonight
And I keep on cryin', just bout to lose it
Its been 2 years since I been away from music
The best MC from Detroit, ***** I was the man
Don't be like me and blow your chance
[ Chrous ] x 2