This is a song about "Grenades"

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

You could date grenades still wouldn't go with a bang

Real niggas never hate another man

D12 who conveyed messages while holding hand grenades

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

With grenades your flow is old school my flow is up to date, like a slut.

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay