Artist: D12 Album: Shady XV Song: Bane Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Bizarre] Yeah, uh, I feel no pain Uh, I got my mask on Uh, I'm numb to the world [Chorus: Mr. Porter] + (Bizarre) I said the devil out to get me, movin pretty fast Head-on collision, I'm tryna avoid the crash (Pain) I'm runnin from my past (Bane) That's why I wear the mask These blood-suckin leeches, all they want is the cash You don't get the picture it can be gone in a flash (Pain) I'm runnin from my past (Bane) That's why I wear the mask [Mr. Porter] + (Bizarre) Hope you bought a package of Kleenex {yeah} back is the rejects {yeah} Actually it's a fact that we shacked in the P-jects {yeah} Naturally a rat +Pack+ will attack cheese {huh} That's why I'm in yellow and green, may I tap the trap with all these {uhh} Nah, I don't trust these hoes nigga (uhh) Say they love you for you then turn into a gold-digger (Pain) What the fuck you ask me for a dollar fo'? Shootin the gym? I ain't ballin hoe, what I look like, Iguodala you know? (Bane) Yup, shots fired Callin it kettle, black shit turned the pot higher, eyes tired Keep tryin to sell me a smile but I'm a hard buyer, keep shit movin like a car tire What you want a necklace? I'll make you a chain out some barbed wire [Chorus] [Swifty McVay] I got this Earth on my shoulders, real life for rappin If you threw the planet at me I'll headbutt it and crack it On another tax bracket and I've been cleanin my house But my old habits are in the attic, I'll pull 'em out And keep remindin y'all you ain't got it all, devil keep pullin me by the drawers Not at all amazed at these haters, you've seen my catalog Speakin and we keep flyin over 'em like a cannonball Think I'm this comical swag follower just rhymin over beats while these leakers suckin all of this dog? Hell no! Still got your momma covered in vomit in my cell phone Y'all really got me fucked up, what you mixin up in that cup? What the hell you sprinkle in that blunt? .44 make him sober up [Bizarre] + (Swifty) I got an addiction to all these prescriptions Need an intervention, someone to listen Catholic or Christian, fuck your suspicions BITCH! GIVE ME MY MOLLY AND STOP BITCHIN! Turnin up (turn it down) I be blowin a, half a pound Pass it around, pass it around, merry-go-round, merry-go-round She say she love me, but this bitch is ugly (Shit, you ain't even know it) I'ma STILL let her fuck me [Chorus] [Kuniva] They said the devil's a liar nigga Don't worry 'bout that loudmouth bumpin his gums and babblin, watch for them quiet niggaz On the real, you should come ride with us, crew full of riders, Optimus My bad cause it seems like you got your facts all crossed up, no swastikas Fade in and out of my consciousness, tryna fight this feelin I'm conjurin That's why I wear the hat so low with a mask, rarely seen like the Loch Ness No bullshit, these bitches are more grimy, do a nigga real slimy Had my lil' homie stretched out, death untimely, need not remind me Hold up, yo don't get doped up, heard rumors that niggaz wanna clap at me Well actually, I was just over there, niggaz ain't really do jack to me That's why I keep this mask on, straight face, match on Only thing that's missin is my {?} and get my Runyon Ave on Bane! [Chorus] [Outro: Swifty] + (Bizarre) + {Mr. Porter} D12! (Bane) {Yeah} D12! (Bane) {Yeah?} AHHHHH! (Bane) {Yeah?} D12! (Bane) {Yeahhh!} Bruh