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Purple Hills
by D12

Uh
Yo yo yo, yo

I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills
I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'?
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills

Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of lawsuits inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
Roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by six people and five I hit (whoops)
Aw shit, I started a mosh pit
Squashed a chick and stomped her foster kids (ah!)
This room make me hallucinate
Then I sweat 'til I start losin' weight
'Til I see dumb shit start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryna rap again (oh)
So bounce, bounce, come on bounce
I said come on, bounce!
Everybody in the house doing mass amounts (me!)
To the women in the thongs with they asses out
We don't bullshit, better ask around
D12 throws the bombest bash in town
Bizarre, your mom is crashin' out
Get her ass on the couch 'fore she crashes out (come on)

Fuck that, someone help Denaun
He's upstairs wrestlin' with Elton John
Hey Von you see me steppin' on these leprechauns?
It gotta be Tums 'cause the Ex-Lax is gone
Yeah, I took 'em all, dog, with some parmesan
And I think my arm is gone
Naw, it's probably numb
Young, dumb, and full of cum
And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on?
Well, stop actin' stupid
You so high that you might wake up with a guy on some new shit (ew)
Yeah, I think I did too much (uh-huh)
I think I got the runs (uh-huh)
Rolaids, Pepto and Tums
Watch out, here it comes!

I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills
I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'?
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills

Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out and date each other
Some, some, some, some, something, something, something, I don't know

Hop hills, hills I hop
Hop two hills, on stilts I walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought I was incredible and killed the Hulk (oh)
I wanna, roll away like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and grey I'm 'a go for broke
No okey-doke, I'm packin' my nose with soap
Am I supposed to choke?
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Aw, poor baby, born by whore lady
Now I'm payin' child support (it's your baby!) Ha!

I take four shots at one time
And I don't to chase when I'm swallowin' mine
(Hey, you got any room?)
In Bizarre's hatchback
We can't go far 'cause the car has flats
Why the hell you people think I rap?
Because my mother taught me how to breach contracts
And if you got cash, then hide it too (Swift chill!)
I'm just trynna get by like you!
Well, I don't give a damn if you find me rude (uh-huh)
Mean, crude, to hell with you too (uh-huh)
I only need three blunts and I'm cool
I just copped some, and I'm going back soon

I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills
I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'?
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills

I'm at rave, lookin' at a babe like she want it
Gin and tonic demonic, body smell like vomit
Looney, crazy, jumpy, sexy, dopey-headed guy
Whipped cream, dirty mattresses, wanna try? (Come on)
Blue hills, golden seals, got Bizarre, actin' ill
Drugs kill (yeah right) chick, I'm for real!
Shut your mouth you dirty girl
You know you want it in your world
Ladies, please don't fight
Bizarre's here all night!

I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills
I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'?
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills

Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out and date each other
Some, some, some, some, something, something, something, I don't know

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Denaun M. Porter, Deshaun Dupree Holton, Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Marshall B. Mathers, Ondre C. Moore, Rufus Johnson, Von M. Carlisle

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