Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Instigator, artist - D12. Date of issue: 17.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Instigator |
| I’m an instigator — nigga can’t you see? |
| I’m an instigator — ain’t nobody worse than me |
| I’m an instigator — I’ll be the first to beef |
| first to squeeze, take heed to the words I speak |
| I’m an instigator — nigga can’t you see? |
| I’m an instigator — ain’t nobody worse than me |
| I’m an instigator — I’ll be the first to beef |
| first to squeeze, 'til it hurts to breathe, fuck with me I love gettin shit started |
| I instigate a peace talk into a beef talk until police need chalk |
| to chalk you up, have bitches walkin up Smackin you in your face, screamin that you talk too much |
| Tell women you said you fucked 'em |
| Tell the hardest nigga you said you snuck him |
| Ran his pockets and stuck him |
| 'Til they gather in front of your crib, guns and long clips |
| Laughin when they shoot at you over the wrong shit |
| I lock down your block with lies that’s so believable |
| you’ll run and grab your shotguns, glocks and nines (whattup) |
| Walkin blind, excite fights until they erupt (do it!) |
| Instigate my own death cause killin you ain’t enough |
| I don’t give a fuck if we beefin or not, I’ll squeeze first |
| I’ma heat up yo’spot, I’m a nigga that breathe dirt |
| On these streets every day, snatchin niggaz yea |
| How you bitches needin work, you can get it from McVay |
| I’m dispiteful, I tie a hoe a maniacal foul animal |
| liable to leave you strapped with yo’bible (fo'real) |
| I’m psycho, my bullets won’t fly by you |
| You wanna kill me? |
| You got the right to Ain’t gotta wait 'til night to snipe if I don’t like you |
| You gettin hit in broad daylight with a white rifle |
| In front of yo’window I’m lookin right through |
| I love when I see a nigga get stuck. |
| I’m an instigator — drama tends to follow me I know, I probably owe all of my friends apologies |
| Lie to every bitch just to get her to swallow me Get a lobotomy nigga this one’s to my arteries |
| Guns are a part of me I pack more than pottery |
| I oughta be jailed for depicted mockery |
| Egg on fights to plot on the niggaz that shot at me |
| I don’t twist the truth I just make it gothic see |
| I’m nothin but a liar with a big-ass mouth |
| Dick and fists big enough to knock your bitch-ass out |
| Got no reason to tell you the truth |
| But to be honest with you I rap with him but I don’t like Proof |
| Nigga fuck you, me and Swift got plans to jump you |
| Type of nigga to shake your hand and stomp you |
| I’m an instigator — convince a tenth grader |
| to run up inside his classroom and leave the kids. |
| Bitch wait up, this is the season |
| for squeezin off triggers on niggaz for no reason |
| Either jump or quit runnin your mouth |
| Pull a gun out, but I use it 'til the bullets run out |
| I throw a brick at your crib, have you standin on the porch |
| screamin, Look what you did! |
| I ain’t feelin no remorse |
| Nigga just pick up the kids, and Swift got first dibs |
| with these cherry hot slugs that’ll barbecue your ribs |
| I’m preparin deathbeds, quick to bust lead |
| while I’m starin at the Feds, tearin off they legs |
| Once you drop dead they’ll be swearin it’s a plague |
| I’m sicker than a coke rastafarian with dreads |
| You get shanked if you move, ditched with no clues |
| Don’t put shit on yo’tape but yo’skits and interludes |
| And once I finish you they wouldn’t put it in the news |
| I’m nuts so you hoes ain’t got the GUTS to interview |
| (*cut 'n scratched*: I’m an instigator to fade) |