Who Sang Shit Can Happen? D12

D12 Devil's Night cover art
publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Denaun M Porter, Jeff Bass, Marshall B Iii Mathers, Ondre C Moore, Von M Carlisle
release date: 2001-6-18
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Gangsta/Hardcore Hip-Hop/Thug Rap
length: 4:52
producer: Mr. Porter
mixer: Richard Huredia

[Chorus 1: x8]
**** can happen

[Kon Artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
That's right ************s we back
Same slanging, orangatangin, wilding out on hoodrats
They say I act like I'm too famous to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm still nameless,
You *****s don't get it yet do you
Dealing out platinum or flop I still put it through you
Wit a luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a ***** like Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you in front of St Andrew's still?
You gay rappers better learn that
I won't stop until I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow that roll you got
You goin' see these Runyan Ave. *****s that really need some Prozac
For sure that, ask the others
But gator lay you down next to your mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and half the *****s I give dap to I don't even like
The same cat who never gave a damn about your name
I gives a **** about it like the next selling Clippers' game
I kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom
You and your madame, it's really unexplainable how I have 'em
Who call they self screaming about a challenge
***** we got a gift while you barely making it off mere talent
My skills are deeply embedded even your hoe said it
She was knock kneed I ****ed her now she's bow legged
In the middle of rapping I drop the mic
And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrapping
Kuniva and Kon Artis my ***** we get it cracking
While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughing

[Chorus 1]

[Kon Artis]
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
**** can happen in him and yo' ***
You can be touched don't think you can't
Cause *****s ain't ****ing around no more man [Repeat: x2]

[Swifty McVay]
The feds can't hold me, I hold feds
I was born wit a dark *** cloud over my head
Raining acid, you can't refrain from getting yo' *** kicked
Cause you talk too much you ask for it
I'm on some massive ****, everybody ignore me
They wouldn't **** with me if I was performing at an orgy
These *****s get confronted, then they change stories
I touch you then they thinking everything is hunky dory
I even have you pour me the gasoline for me
Pulling up slowly, cocktailin' your homie
You met a lot of *****s which you wouldn't want to know me
Yo' *** might not even make it home wit your rollie
Don't even try, in your system like e coli
Trying to beef with me, ***** please yo' people die
I'm so wicked that my mama gave birth illegally
I survived the abortion immediately, surprise! ah!

Picture me sitting in a jail cell rotting
Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve shotguns
So when the cops come knocking each hand's got one
Cocked, ready to dump slugs heavy as shot puts
One man army, guns can't harm me
Young and army, worse than my Uncle Ronnie
Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me
I can't stop carrying out my dirty laundry
Middle fingers flipped and censorship
Your friends just flipped over the swift penmanship
Ever since I spit some **** on Infinite
I been giving it a hundred and ten percent
Cause when I'm bent most of my energy's spent on enemies
Eighty percent of what I invent is innocent
Twenty percent is from being hungry as sin
Ten's because I love being under your skin
Yeah **** can happen, so stick to rapping
Quit the yapping or I'ma lift the mack and
That can lead to another mishap happening
Skip the crap get the can of whoopass cracking


It can and it will (*****)
**** around with Amityville and you DIE
Insanity spills from the mentality of twelve ************s in six different bodies
With their personalities split
****ing you up wit hit after hit
Sticking you up with clip after clip
Making you suck **** after ****
Dirty **********ing dozen
The Kon Artis, **********ing Peter S. Bizarre, Swifty McVay, the Kuniva
Dirty father ****ing Harry
Putting you down in a cemetery, you get buried
All you of you ************s suck our **********ing cocks
We are not playing, we are not playing
We are not bullshitting, this is not a **********ing joke

CD 1
  • 1 Another Public Service Announcement
  • 2 Shit Can Happen
  • 3 Pistol Pistol
  • 4 Bizarre (skit)
  • 5 Nasty Mind
  • 6 Ain't Nuttin' but Music
  • 7 American Psycho
  • 8 That's How (skit)
  • 9 That's How...
  • 10 Purple Pills
  • 11 Fight Music
  • 12 Instigator
  • 13 Pimp Like Me
  • 14 Blow My Buzz
  • 15 Obie Trice (skit)
  • 16 Devil's Night
  • 17 Steve Berman (skit)
  • 18 Revelation
  • 19 Girls
    Enhanced CD 2
  • 1 Shit on You
  • 2 Words Are Weapons
  • 3 These Drugs

  • Album Information
    label: Interscope Records
    country(area): United Kingdom
    format: Enhanced CD
    barcode: 606949307929
    script: Latin