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Track: American Psycho II
Artist: D12
Album: D-12 World

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D12, aka [url=https://www.discogs.com/artist/16056345-Dirty-Dozen-5]The Dirty Dozen[/url], is an American hip hop group from Detroit, Michigan. They have had chart-topping albums in the United States, United Kingdom, and Australia. D12 was formed in 1996 (originally as "Dirty Dozen"), and achieved mainstream success after Eminem rose to international fame in 1999. D12 released their debut album [i][Link][/i] in 2001, followed by [i][Link][/i] in 2004, which together spawned numerous hits such as "Fight Music", "Purple Pills", "My Band", "How Come" and "Shit on You". Since Eminem’s hiatus in the mid 2000s and the death of founding member Proof in 2006, the group has been less active. Between 2008 and 2015, D12 released three official mixtapes with the core lineup reduced to Bizarre, Kuniva and Swifty (with isolated token appearances by Eminem and some contributions from Kon Artis and returning member Fuzz Scoota). Kon Artis left the group in 2012 and later rejoined, but his contributions during this period were minor as he concentrated on his solo career as a producer. On August 31, 2018, Eminem released a song titled "Stepping Stone" on which he announced that "D12 is over." However, as Bizarre, Kuniva and Swifty had been recording and touring under the name D12 as a trio for several years prior to Eminem's announcement and have continued to do so since, this announcement is more accurately read as Eminem's official retirement from the group after a decade of mere token involvement.

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Release: D12 - D12 World
Year: 2004
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Gangsta

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[B-Real] Yeah homie I thought we told we been fuckin' loco Cypress Hill, D12 bitch [Hook: B-Real] I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane But the fact remains that I'm a psycho Better get it through your brain When you say my name, never say it in vain cause I'm a psycho [Bizarre] We fuckin' crazy We'll fuckin' snap in a minute bitch [Swifty McVay] I'm a motherfuckin' omen, I bow down to no man Split a nigga open, killin' folks compulsive A soldier with a motive, scrotum big as boulders I hold 'em then unload on you, put it on a poster So everyone can notice who was focused on us Pokin' they nose in our business, hopin' that I don't come smoke 'em No one knows my notions or emotions, I'm a vulture You niggaz close to croakin' any moment and I know when I could fuck the culture up, probably rap A maniac wit' anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chat Speak when you spoken to And I don't have to read a fuckin' magazine or quotable To notice what you ho's will do [Kuniva] We all soldiers We move as a unit, we all roll up And show up at your residence, light your front door up Get scared, life ain't fair And I'm prepared to blast you just as fast as Dre can say "Hell yeah" So watch what you say cause it can happen either today or the next minute I can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead serious You could be dead period, end of story I'm on your porch wit' a gun and your son, sippin' a forty Nobody can hold me, I does it all by my lonely I stomp your head when you awake, you be looking like Gumby Aftermath and Shady bitch, you can read it and weep You see my poster in the 'hood for the "G of the Week" [Hook: B-Real (Swifty McVay)] I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane But the fact remains that I'm a psycho (heh, you know what? I am crazy, heh, it' hell, haha) Better get it through your brain When you say my name, never say it in vain cause I'm a psycho (heh, nigga I'm 'bout to snap at any minute nigga evacuate) [Bizarre] They found Saddam, but they ain't gonna find me I'll be under a tree in Buttfuck, Tennessee And I don't know too much about my daddy Except he spit in my face and fucked me in my fanny I ain't a racist, I just hate whites Fags and dykes, blacks and tranvestites Thirteen years old and joined a fuckin' gang Hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fuckin' pain Am I insane? Who really knows Cause any second my temper can fuckin' blow I get colder than December Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember See Bizarre can show you what violence is all about And this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck out Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth And blow your brains the fuck out [Eminem] I probably got a screw loose or two, or maybe three or four of 'em Some fell out and hit the floor All I know is ever since my fuckin' head hit the snowbank I been a little Neanderthalish, no thanks to my man D'Angelo Bailey But I just take it slow daily, my biggest dilemma's Tryin' to figure whether to use the flat head or the Phillips Or just go to the Home Depot and pick the new power drill up Gives me two hours and six days and I'm still up I feel like I'm about to snap any minute There's a new Tower Records about to stop and get a fill-up Pick the new Cypress Hill up And go find who did that shit to Xzibit And go fill up a whole liquor bottle with piss And shatter his fuckin lips wit' it [Hook: B-Real] I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane But the fact remains that I'm a psycho Better get it through your brain When you say my name, never say it in vain cause I'm a psycho [Kuniva] Cornell Pitts a.k.a. Bugz Rest in peace homie