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This page is about D12
Denaun a.k.a Kon Artis, Big Proof a.k.a. Dirty Harry, Swift a.k.a Swifty McVeigh, Kuniva a.k.a. Rondell Beene, and Bizarre a.k.a. Peter S. Bizarre.
Marshall Mathers, a.k.a Eminem Slim Shady
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D12 bio
The past year has been a turbulent one for the artist known as Marshall Mathers a.k.a. Eminem. Its been 12 months plagued by lawsuits, divorces, and criminal charges. His diabolical views mixed with a mad poets anguish attracted controversy like flies to shit. On the other hand, that unique characteristic led to a year full of otherwise positive attributes. As we speak, Em continues to garner critical praise for his record-breaking sophomore release, The Marshall Mathers LP. Hes received countless accolades from some of the music industrys most respected music outlets. And in a test of true showmanship, the blond-haired rap-phenom dazzled viewers with a classic performance at the 2001 Grammy Awards. So whats next?
Three Grammys, two Source Awards and 14 million records later, the artist known as Eminem continues to exceed expectations. Now Marshall Mathers, entrepreneur, will officially introduce the world to five more of Detroits wildest wordsmiths via his new imprint, Shady Records. D12, a.k.a. Dirty Dozen (Proof, Kon Artis, Bizarre, Kuniva, Swifty, plus the Shady One himself), will make their bloody red carpet debut on Devils Night, scheduled for release on June 19.
Named after the notorious night before Halloween in which the citys relentless youth run amok in a barbaric fashion, Devils Night will feature Em and company tearing mics over production from Dr. Dre, DJ Head, Kon Artis and Eminem.
Raw and rambunctious from the outset, D12 includes Em and five of his Motor City co-dis who, like him, double-up on their personas in order to unleash more uncontained rowdy energy. Denaun a.k.a Kon Artis, Big Proof a.k.a. Dirty Harry, Swift a.k.a Swifty McVeigh, Kuniva a.k.a. Rondell Beene, and Bizarre a.k.a. Peter S. Bizarre.
The six-man crew met seven years ago at Detroits Hip Hop Shop, a local hangout where emcees of all calibers would gather in hopes of droppin’ a verse or two during the stores “Saturday open-mic sessions. Still unknown, Em had stepped to a local producer, Kon Artis, to come up with some beats for Ems indie-release Infinite. Meanwhile, word about “the ill white boy was getting around to another of Detroits most notorious emcees, MC Proof. The two squared off and instantly gained respect for each other. “I remember we both said the same obscure punch-line to each other, remembers Proof.
“That when I knew he did his homework as an emcee.
Most members of D12 had already established themselves throughout hip-hops underground segment with their respective solo careers. Bizarre independently released his debut EP, Attack of the Weirdos in 1997. Swifty was earning his stripes as one half of the BMG/Mecca Don Records recording artist, Rabeez, while Proof released an indie single,“Searching b/w “Anywhere,in 1995.
“We were all these little stragglers, says Proof, “so we thought that we would form together in a group and be the illest. Instantly finding a common bond with their outrageous subject matter, the assembled forces honed their skills under the alias D12 (six members x two personalities = D12).
“We made a pact years ago, says the clicks most notorious member, Eminem, “which ever one of us gets signed comes back for the rest.
Devils Night attests to that team loyalty the group abides by. While all members made their debut on “Under the Influence, off the Marshall Mathers LP, the world got an official full dose of D12 with their first release, “Shit On You, a relentlessly sinister, off the wall tirade featuring the production skills of DJ Head.
“D12 is the latest piece of the Motor Citys musical legacy, says Proof. “We try our best to expose the citys culture: to make sure that Detroit is felt and remind ourselves of the old Motown days.
Not surprisingly, D12s debut album is loaded with whats sure to be controversial material. The first single, “Purple Pills, already reeks of trouble as D12 takes listeners on a psychodelic ride with the “ultimate non-prescribed medicine. Another party-on-record: “My Buzz, a celebration of substance abuse and tendencies of other people to ruin a good buzz. While dark humor is the vibe of choice for these Motor City Madmen, things get a bit serious on songs like “Pistol, Pistol, in which D12, over a slick yet sinister violin proceed to pay homage to their weapon of choice. “American Psycho shows D12s chief maniac-at-large Bizarre pushing the limits of parental discretion with lyrics too controversial to even print on paper.
Not one to miss out on the commotion, the great Doctor, Dr. Dre, steps to the table providing four tracks on Devils Night.
One thats sure to lure attention is “Revelations, a call to arms on all those fed up with what society deems correct. Another song that captures D12s rambunctious chemistry at its best is “Thats How a humorous meeting of the minds on circumstances that cause people to get fucked up, locked up, messed up, and beat up just to name a few.
Coming from a place that seems to be breeding some of the sickest emcees in the game by the day, look for D12s Devils Night to push the limits, push some buttons, and hold the middle finger high for the Murder City.
“Detroit! What?!
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D12 - Devils Night
Another Public Service Announcement
Shit Can Happen
Pistol Pistol
Bizarre (skit)
Nasty Mind
Ain't Nuttin' But Music
American Psycho
That's How
Purple Pills
Fight Music
Instigator
Pimp Like Me
Blow My Buzz
Obie Trice (skit)
Devil's Night
Revelation
Girls (Secret Track)
Shit On You (Bonustrack)
D12 - Underground EP (Unreleased)
1 - Reasons
2 - Art Of War
3 - Derelict Theme
4 - Chance To Advance
5 - Activity As Phuctivity
6 - Filthy
7 - Fuck Battlin
8 - Cock And Squeeze
9 - Bring Our Boys
10 - Bad News
D12 - Shit On You Single (2000)
1 - Shit On You Street Version
2 - Shit On You Clean
3 - Shit On You Acapella
4 - Shit On You Instrumental
D12 Appearances
Eminem f/D-12 - Under The Influence
Eminem f/D-12 - Amityville
Tony Touch f/D-12 - Get Back
Da Ruckus f/D-12 & Paradime - High
Paradime f/ S.U.N., Bizarre, & Invincible - Clash Of The Titans
S.U.N /f Paradime, Bizarre & Mr. Sinns - Strategies & Tactics
Da Ruckus f/Swifty - Paperchase
Paradime f/D-12 - Skull Therapy
Act A Fool (1999)
My Words Are Weapons (2000)
Quitter (2000)
We Live This Shit (2000)
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Other D12 songs
Rap Game [D12 ft. 50] (8 Mile)
[Bizarre]
The rap game, hip hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap motherfucker?
You ready to sell your soul? hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
[Swifty McVay]
I'ma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I've never fucked up to where I can't whoop ya ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it
What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow ya two niggas off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back nigga
You are not realer, in fact you're feel the effects
Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents since he smacked
And got a mack 10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black
Cuz you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
[Eminem]
I'ma get snuffed, cuz I ain't said enough to pipe down
I pipe down, when the [White House] just wiped out
When I see that little [Cheney] dike get sniped out
Lights out, bitch adios, goodnight {*gunshot*} (AHH!)
Now put that in ya little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cuz the hype just died down
That I won't go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the government
Tell that C. Delores Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfuck ducked, what the fuck? son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade
Shit's like a samurai sword or sensai
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that utsl-ay itchb-ay
Ucks-ay my ikcd-ay, 'scuse my igp-ay atinl-ay
But uckf-ay you igp-ay
[Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, no it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
[Kon Artist]
I wouldn't wanna be drinkin', drowned in my own inequity
But fucked that I'ma rap 'til y'all all get sick of me
And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
If I'm broke, then I'm breakin' up in the place where you layin'
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can't rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album when they say it was whack
[Kuniva]
I walk in that party and just start bussin' {*gunshots and screaming*}
Right after I hear the last verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know +The Time+ without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuckie Cheese
With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is unstable, a partyin' addict
They said no fightin' in the club so I brought me a 'matic
Coughin' the static, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
Poppin' the tablet and guns that saw you in half
[Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}]
Believe me, we run this rap shit, fo sheezy
Make makin' millions look easy
Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me
Believe me, before you see my pistol in 3-D
No time to call a peace treaty
Dial 911 cuz you need the- police to help you believe me
[Proof]
I snatch the chalk from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words
We finally could "Say Goodbye to Hollywood"
Cuz Proof and Shyne man shit nothin' in common
The nastiest band with gas in each hand
We never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck ya stature dog
Nothin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
Put your jaw on the ground with the four and the pound
Then I'm gone outta town 'fore the law come around
So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
Matter of fact, we can battle for plaques (This rap game)
[Bizarre]
I'm too fuckin' retarded
I don't give a fuck about my dick
That's why I'm datin' Lorraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument, who was the largest
Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps
Well I really didn't, but I did accordin' to this contract
I was thrown in the snow with nowhere to go
Freezin' 20 below, forced to join Bel Biv Devoe
My little girl, she shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook
[Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, know it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
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Purple Pills
Nokia 3210/3310/3330/3390 composer
Tempo = 125 bpm
4c1, 8g1, 2-, 8g1, 8f1, 8#d1, 8f1, 2-, 8f1, 8#d1, 8d1, 8#d1, 2-, 8d1, 8#d1, 8d1, 8.c1, 2-, 4c1, 8g1, 2-, 8g1, 8f1, 8#d1, 8f1, 2-, 8f1, 8#d1, 8d1, 8#d1, 2-, 8d1, 8#d1, 8d1, 8.c1
Shit On You
Nokia 3210/3310/3330/3390 composer
Tempo = 160 bpm
4#g1, 4b1, 8.#a1, 4#d2, 4b1, 8.#g1, 4e1, 4#g1, 8.e1, 4#d1, 4#g1, 8.#d1, 4#g1, 4b1, 8.#a1, 4#d2, 4b1, 8.#g1, 4e1, 4#g1, 8.e1, 4#d1, 4#g1, 8.#d1, 4#g1, 4b1, 8.#a1, 4#d2, 4b1, 8.#g1, 4e1, 4#g1, 8.e1, 4#d1, 4#g1, 8.#d1, 4#g1, 4b1, 8.#a1, 4#d2, 4b1, 8.#g1, 4e1, 4#g1, 8.e1, 4#d1, 4#g1, 8.#d1
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Bizarre
 NAME: Bizarre
ALTER EGO: Peter S. Bizarre
9 MONTHS AFTER MOMS GOT KNOCKED UP: July 5
FAVORITE WAY 2 GET IN TROUBLE: Rebelliousness
FAVORITE JAIL: Oakland County
FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON ON DRUGS, DEAD OR IN JAIL: Jimi Hendrix
HOBBIES: Fishing, talking sh** and running up phone bills with s*** chicks in wheelchairs on the internet (my boo)
WHAT I'M PROBABLY DOING RIGHT NOW: F***ing at home, watching TV, thinking of a sick a** rap or wondering why this old lady next door is always calling the police on me.
PERSONAL QUOTE: Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream...
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Kon Artis
 NAME: Kon Artis
ALTER EGO: Mr Denaun Porter
9 MONTHS AFTER MOMS GOT KNOCKED UP: December 7
FAVORITE WAY 2 GET IN TROUBLE: Lying
FAVORITE JAIL: Wayne County
FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON ON DRUGS, DEAD OR IN JAIL: Howard Stern
HOBBIES: Bowling, football, video games!!
WHAT I'M PROBABLY DOING RIGHT NOW: Making beats
PERSONAL QUOTE: You can't kon a kon man...
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Kuniva
 NAME: Kuniva
ALTER EGO: Rondell Beene
9 MONTHS AFTER MOMS GOT KNOCKED UP: December 10
FAVORITE WAY 2 GET IN TROUBLE: By answering this question
FAVORITE JAIL: Wayne County
FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON ON DRUGS, DEAD OR IN JAIL: Rick James
HOBBIES: Quietness, while I'm watching people talk!
WHAT IM PROBABLY DOING RIGHT NOW: Thinking who`s gonna bail me out
PERSONAL QUOTE: It's best to remain silent and be thought of as stupid, then to open your mouth and remove all doubt and tell your momma to shut her damn mouth...
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Swift
 NAME: Swift
ALTER EGO: Swifty McVay
9 MONTHS AFTER MOMS GOT KNOCKED UP: March 17
FAVORITE WAY 2 GET IN TROUBLE: Doing sh** I ain't supposed to!!
FAVORITE JAIL: Jackson Prison, Jackson, Michigan
FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON ON DRUGS, DEAD OR IN JAIL: Timothy McVeigh (Get it!!!)
HOBBIES: Doing sh** I ain't suppose to!!
WHAT I'M PROBABLY DOING RIGHT NOW: Thinking about something I ain't suppose to be doing!!
PERSONAL QUOTE: Don't playahate, play along...
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Proof
 NAME: Proof
ALTER EGO: Dirty Harry
9 MONTHS AFTER MOMS GOT KNOCKED UP: October 2
FAVORITE WAY 2 GET IN TROUBLE: Whoppin as*
FAVORITE JAIL: Any suburban area of Detroit
FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON ON DRUGS, DEAD OR IN JAIL: My popz. He's been to jail a lot and is still on drugz.
HOBBIES: Bowling, driving my brand new truck or reading some deep sh** you wouldn't understand!!
WHAT I'M PROBABLY DOING RIGHT NOW: Talkin' to yo bi*** or whoopin yo man's a**!!
PERSONAL QUOTE: If I was you, suicide would be a way of life. If you was me, you'd kill you...
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Eminem
 NAME: Eminem
ALTER EGO: Slim Shady
9 MONTHS AFTER MOMS GOT KNOCKED UP: October 17
FAVORITE WAY 2 GET IN TROUBLE: No comment
FAVORITE JAIL: No comment
FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON ON DRUGS, DEAD OR IN JAIL: Tupac
HOBBIES: Bitch, Gat, Shit, Cunt
WHAT I'M PROBABLY DOING RIGHT NOW: Bitch, Gat, Shit, Cunt
PERSONAL QUOTE: Go grab my four albums and pick one...
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