D12 - I Go Off lyrics

Niggas are brave until they
Cross that gunline bust nines
Come through like Jordan at clutch time
Play the streets if we have
To then we bust rhymes you ate enough
Stab a nigga up in the lunch line
Soul stopper, 44 popper, we so proper
D12 criminal operations, no doctor
Lift a nigga roof up, let's shoot the feds
Sitting high up in the ranks
Like a booster chair
Wake you up in the morning
Ain't no roosters here
Just a nigga with a gun
And mask you should fear! Wake up bitch!
I'll hit you in the head with a hammer
Fucking mom's got her doggy style
Adjusting the camera
Going loco, return of the mack
These dogs are ratchet
Knife or a gun either way it's all tragic


Go inside my backpack it ain't all rapping
Bullets hit as quick as Zab
Judah when he's jabbing
Detroit Massacre Central, No 2 pencil
In your throat
My mood swings like women on they menstrual
Tommy gun smoking like they
Know an exhaust pipe
Heart below zero touch me and get frostbite
Let a couple shots break you
Off at a stoplight
Dolo hanging out the window
Making it pop right you and me is like
Comparing Mike to Cartwright
You talk tough but wouldn't spill a
Drink in a bar fight
Dirty Dozen back on that bullshit for real
Death to anybody, the full clip's concealed

I'm the Grim Reaper
Walk streets and plot ether
The street sweeper I pop niggas
Out of their sneakers
I strangle anybody, a main boss or diva
I sprinkling bleach in your cannabis sativa
These buckshots done turn your
Face into a pizza
I'm leaving them slumped like The
Leaning Tower of Pisa
I treat my heat like a visa
Never leave without it
I bust heavy metal with steady body counting
A scoundrel, dirty rotten
My beats unforgettable
These niggers I fought young they're
Still in the hospital
I'm conquering the missions that
You find impossible
Like breaking in the woman's locker
Room with my iPhone
The walls of my nostrils that's
Damaged from crushin' Oxycodone sniff it
Walk on the cops that's gonna lock me up
I belligerent so fuck cases!
I'm the type that done conversate with
The corpse in my basement
I'm wasted daily, I bathe in my drink
I be arguing with my shrink
Every day of the week
Niggas hiding until they face
Look like taco meat
Ain't nothing changed put the shell in
My chamber in a freak
It's Genghis Khan slash Satan, nuts dangling
So heavy that I dragged them
Bitches on the pavement they don't say shit!
I saran wrap your family
I'm lyrically anthrax, I'm passing out Tampax
The bitch niggas got a vendetta
Six statements to get rid of 'em quicker
While they chillin' in kitty litter
I'm a gorilla, neck snapper, kill a
Nigga's cat faster than genuine draft
Hazardous bastard cat snatcher
You ain't gangsta you a lab rat
A pen and a pad, grab it
That's how they retaliate after I snap

Mass murder without a mask
Broken out without the cash
Stripper without an ass
A slut without a dash you're crazy!
Live from St louis, Missouri
Two murder cases left for hung jury
They ban Bizarre from MTV
Jump on the stage like Lil Mama did JAY-Z
When I get on stage I'm gonna do a whole song
Yellow thong with a sign saying
Can we get along?
When I went to LA a hundred
Niggas tried to jump me
Rocky choose to flip me over a
Table and tried to fuck me, aha!
Kuniva snuffed me, D12 dumped me
Fuckin' fag
Go get your ass beats some company
Flyin' down Sunset, drivin' real fast
Watchin' Kim Kardash getting a sick car crash
That's too fucking bad, somebody call her dad
Tell him Reggie Bush is a fag
Raping little girls, taking all their lunches
Hit them in the face
With fucking Pacquiao punches
A hundred crunches, a hundred lunches
Roundoff kick hit them with a
Fucking hundred and something
Bomb shit, bomb click
I got to bomb til bitch I'm the bomb, bitch!
Bomb whips, bomb Old Rick
I'm gonna bomb on you
Bitch you ain't gonna bomb on shit!
Bomb dick, bomb click
Ever since I've been a bomb
Bitch you ain't been the bomb since
Nonsense, stop this shit