Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Set It Off, artist - Blueprint. Album song Two-Headed Monster, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Weightless
Song language: English
Set It Off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Get your weight up |
Double up and place your bets |
I’m not a gangsta but my beats bang your head |
Drop the anchor, post up and break some bread |
Built my base up, rockin' 'til I’m grateful dead |
My snare shake ya, words penetrate the skin |
Melt your face up and cake up your skeleton bend |
Into gelatin enveloped by my perilous pen |
Where terror begins, you’re stuck until I tell you it ends |
Fold your promotional poster into an airplane and toss it |
Practice aim where trash is laid, you lost it |
Can’t explain my massive gain so forfeit |
Now I got the juice like Jack LeLanne, I’m awesome |
Spine-tingling to rhymes swinging into action |
Meanwhile my theme song blastin' |
On television braggin' how they eat off rappin' |
'Til my remote zap 'em and they leave closed-captioned |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Call your dogs off, all y’all kibbles and bits |
Just Chihuahuas riled up flipping your lips |
We Rottweilers, Dobermen pinchers, and Pitts |
Put you in pet cemetery quick as a lick |
So many ballers, now they gotta sit on a bench |
My shot fallen all cause the industry switched |
For ignoring the score and exploiting the poor |
They gon' be shown out the door at the end of their shift |
Asked out and unemployed, passed out and null and void |
Sat down for passing 'round wack styles I can’t enjoy |
So-called bad boys that breach noise ordinance |
I deploy b-boys to your home’s coordinates |
It’s drop squad by the time you react |
Open up my van doors, throw you right in the back |
Take you for a ride, show you what’s right and exact |
Knowledge in self in history, supply you with facts |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off brother, set it off |
Study your history! |
Gotta study this hip-hop history. |
Study this craft and |
learn it, man, so you can contribute and build this shit and not destroy it. |
Cause a lot of y’all not studying the dudes that came before y’all, «I don’t wanna hear about them old school niggas. |
Them niggas is raw and stuff, |
this and that…» Those are the same niggas your mother was ready to suck they |
dick. |
Your mother was ready to bone these niggas. |
Your grandmother was ready to |
fuck Run DMC and all that. |
You bum-ass niggas tryna shoot these old school |
niggas down, but them parties was popping your moms though. |
Y’all gotta study |
this fucking shit. |
Same with y’all popping niggas mothers now or whatever y’all |
doing. |
Nah’m sayin? |
I ain’t tryna sound bitter or nothing, but you know, |
come on man, pay homage to those before you and learn what the fuck is going |
on, man! |