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conversations.value: Write me a song called Loyalty with the following description: Second Track off of D12’s second album ‘D12 World’. Featuring Shady Records signee Obie Trice and is a song produced by Eminem and co-produced by Luis Resto. This song deals with enemies who turned their back on D12 and about staying loyal to your soldiers.
  This track also has subliminal disses alluding to Benzino and Ja Rule. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Bizarre, 
  Eminem
   & 
  Swifty McVay
  ]
  Mike Strange
  Welcome to our
  Turn your CD's up!
  WHOOOOW! Yeah! AAAHHHHHH!
   (
  Motherfuckers think they know us, huh
  )
  Guess who's back?
  D-Twizzie!-O-Trizzy!-Doc-Drizzy!-Shad'-Twizzie-slash-Aftermath!
  50 Cent!-G-Unit!-
  Here we go!-Free Yayo!
  Motherfuck-a-Benzino!
   They don't know we finna blow!
  Someone better tell them, so
  [Verse 1: Swifty McVay & 
  Kon Artis
  ]
  You don't know McVay, and I doubt, if you understand me
  Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain't family?
  I roll with a chosen few and those of you that's behind me
  Witness the most coldest, ferocious niggas that rhyme me
  These bitches turn they back on you, acting like they ain't did shit
  When you rapping never mix business up with your friendship
  If you lacking up in this jungle, then what you breathe for?
  Niggas's don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codes
  Far as static, I automatically get medieval
  When I'm after people, then I'll explode you bitches with C-4
  These hoes have no insurance, bodies get repo'
  Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close
  Keeping .44's where your hoes are swallowing deep throat
  If you owe me dough, then you know you falling asleep, close
  Niggas pupils that's what I do, I'm foolish will shoot you
  Cuz' I'm coo-coo, but I don't think (
  Yo
  ) niggas be taking heed though [Chorus: Kon Artis]
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  [Verse 2: Bizarre]
  I don't give a fuck, I'm quick to blaze chronic
  Smoke on so much green, you swear I was a supersonic
   (
  Ha!
  )
  Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to nuns and wives
  Now who the fuck want to fight? (
  Who want?!
  )
  Ain't nobody fucking with me, ain't nobody fucking with the D (
  Yeah!
  )
  They get beat like a M-P
  You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs
  You heard about Proof wilding in the clubs (
  Fuck you up!
  )
  You heard about that nine that Eminem packs
  You diss us, you get your fucking face cracked
  I'm from 7 Mile and Stout, I'll shoot up your house
  Next day, I'll pee in your mouth
  [Verse 3: Obie Trice & 
  Kon Artis
  ]
  Ayo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit second
  I showed you on the record «Cheers»
   to who respect it
  Most of these niggas neglect it
  Even though it's a known method
  From the hectic hood that you slept in
  You wanna be an exception
  That's when the weapon is leaving you half steppin'
  With that 'caine in your left hand
  Obie from a section that'll stain up your flesh and
  Have you on bed rest
  Questioning your affection for streets
  D-Twizzie no question
  One of the best groups that done it
  And Obie is their reflection
  Lil homie that know soley that loyalty is reppin'
  D-Twizzie for (
  Yo
  ) life, Obie Trice is second [Chorus: Kon Artis]
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you
  [Verse 4: Proof & 
  Kon Artis
  ]
  Which one of you niggas wanna be bulsh' and bump heads
  When I got a passion for clapping with one hand
  Talent's on my roster this mobster'll dump lead
  Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
  Never leave the crib without packing my black burner
  On some Chi Ali rapper to murk and have murder
  Incorporated,
   
  Hitman Harry is at your service
  Reach for me one more gain' and that's curtains
  For life as D12, no ice and spreewells
  Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will
  Knowing I can be killed
  Leaving my group, pieces of proof
  With a reason to shoot and a license to ill
  We lost Bugz and I'll be damned if we loose another man from our clan
  Without forcing our hand
  Extorting your family, I'll torture your granny
  For my niggas, I'm on your motherfucking (
  Yo
  ) porch with a Cammy [Chorus: Kon Artis]
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  [Verse 5: Kuniva & 
  Kon Artis
  ]
  Yo, it's funny how niggas get caught alone 
  and get bombed on
  Knock your teeth in back of your throat 
  and break your jaw bone
  I'm on ignorant shit
   these niggas is bitch
  Pass me a cigarette quick 
  shit is finna get thick
  Your man'll get split 
  by a brutal and critical hit
  With identical dents 
  or bullets with identical prints
  I'm wishing you if 
  you come your Lieutenant's a snitch
  Your timid and sick 
  and we know you ain't finna do shit
  I'll stick with my clique 
  the Kon Artis, Bomb Artist
  Kuniva, The Rida' 
  shooting through your fucking Long John garments
  Dirty Dozen, 
  we deep in the street, unbelievable heat
  We'll even lay you out in front (
  Yo
  ) of the chief of police, motherfucker
  [Chorus: Kon Artis]
  See, I'm a man, and a man gon' do, what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  See, I'm a man, and a man, gon' do what he gotta do (
  Yeah!
  )
  And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  )
  If they was really soldiers, then they would (
  Right now
  )  do what we do (
  What?
  )
  And be loyal to crew, when (
  Yeah!
  ) crew was loyal to you (
  Yeah!
  ) (
  Ha-ha-ha!
  )
  [Outro: Kon Artis & 
  Eminem
  ]
  Yeah!
   Yeah! D-Twizzie! (
  Ha!
  )
  D12, Dirty Dozen
  Nothing but family up in this motherfucker
  Loyal to everything that we do
  You ain't never gonna catch none of us slipping by ourself
  Cause we always together
  You know what I'm saying
  Y'all niggas don't know what family means
  Bugz watching over our ass
  That's why we still alive now
  Knocking y'all niggas out of the clubs and shit
  Haha! Runyon Ave
  , baby!
  Shady Records! Haha, ha!
  Where your momma at, nigga?