**** Can Happen

B1tch

Yeah

Sh1t can happen, sh1t can happen

Sh1t can happen, sh1t can happen (Yeah, yeah)

Sh1t can happen (Huh), sh1t can happen (Yeah)

Sh1t can happen (Yeah, yeah), sh1t can happen

That's right, motherfvxkers, we back

Same slangin', orangatangin', wildin' out on hoodrats

They say I act like I'm too famous to say "Hi"

And tell 'em what my name is, but really I'm still nameless

You n1ggas don't get it yet, do you?

Deal or not, platinum or flop, I still put it through you

With a Luger that'll spit fire

And hit higher than a pitch by a b1tch like Mariah

You think for one second since we got a deal

That we won't deal wit you in front of St. Andrew's still?

You gxy rappers better learn that

I won't stop until I see 'em turn back

If you don't slow that roll you got

You gon' see these Runyon Ave. n1ggas that really need some Prozac

Fo' sho' that, ask the others, Brigade'll lay you down

Next to your mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm feelin' real rowdy tonight, ready to fight

And half the n1ggas I give dap to I don't even like

The same cat who never gave a daxn about your name

I gives a fvxk about it like the next L.A. Clippers' game (B1tch)

I kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom (Punk)

You and your madame, it's really unexplainable how I have 'em

Who call theyself screamin' about a challenge (What?)

N1gga, we got a gift while you barely makin' it off mere talent

My skills are deeply embedded even your ho said it (Uh-huh)

She was knock kneed, I fvxked her, now she's bow-legged

In the middle of rappin', I drop the mic (What?)

And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin' (B1tch)

Kuniv' and Kon Artis, my n1gga, we get it crackin'

While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughin'

Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh1t can happen to him and yo' axs

You can be touched, don't think you can't

'Cause n1ggas ain't fvxkin' around no more man

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh1t can happen to him and yo' axs

You can be touched, don't think you can't

'Cause n1ggas ain't fvxkin' around no more man

The feds can't hold me, I hold feds

I was born with a dark axs cloud over my head

Rainin' acid, you can't refrain from gettin' yo' axs kicked

'Cause you talk too much, you asked for it

I'm on some massive sh1t, everybody ignore me

They wouldn't fvxk with me if I was performin' at an orgy

These n1ggas get confronted (What up now?)

Then they change stories

I cut you and they thinkin' everything's hunky dory

I even have you pourin' me the gasoline for me

Pulling up slowly, cxcktailin' your homie

You met a lot of n1ggas but you wouldn't wanna know me (For real)

Yo' ass might not even make it home wit' your Rollie

Don't even try, in your system like E. coli

Tryna beef with me, n1gga please, yo' people die

I'm so wicked that my mama gave birth illegally

I survived the abortion immediately, surprise

Picture me sittin' in a jail cell rottin' (Sh1t)

Or barricaded in a motel with twelve shotguns

So when the cops come knockin' each hand's got one

Cxcked, ready to dump slugs heavy as shotputs

One man army, guns can't harm me

Young and ornery, worse than my Uncle Ronnie

Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me

I can't stop airin' out my dirty laundry

Middle fingers flipped at censorship

Your friends just flipped over the swift penmanship

Ever since I spit some sh1t on Infinite

I've been givin' it 110%

'Cause when I vent, most of my energy's spent on enemies

80% of what I invent is Hennessey

20% is from bein' hungry as sin

10's because I love bein' under your skin, yeah (Sh1t)

Sh1t can happen, so stick to rappin'

Quit the yappin', or I'ma lift the MAC and

That can lead to another mishap happenin'

Skip the crap get the can of whoopass crackin'

Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh1t can happen to him and yo' axs

You can be touched, don't think you can't

'Cause n1ggas ain't fvxkin' around no more man

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh

Sh1t can happen to him and yo' axs

You can be touched, don't think you can't

'Cause n1ggas ain't fvxkin' around no more man

It can and it will (N1gga, n1gga)

Fvxk around with Amityville and you die

Insanity spills from the mentality of twelve motherfvxkers

In six different bodies with their personalities split

Fvxkin' you up with hit after hit

Stickin' you up with clip after clip

Makin' you suck d1ck after d1ck

Dirty motherfvxkin' Dozen

The Kon Artis, motherfvxkin' Peter S. Bizarre

Swifty McVay, the Kuniva, Dirty father-fvxkin' Harry

Puttin' you down in a cemetery, you get buried

All of you motherfvxkers suck our motherfvxkin' cxcks

We are not playin', we are not playin'

We are not bullsh1ttin', this is not a motherfvxkin' joke

All of you motherfvxkers get smoked