| We go off, say who go off?
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| Nigga we go off
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| Flow fitted to a tee dawg I might go golf
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| On stage in all black dawg I might go goth
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| Say I might go floss, cuz we go hard
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| I mean macro-hard not microsoft
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| Party time excellent nigga I might go Garth
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| Cuz we go off I said we go--
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| Yo, hold up
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| Niggas looking like fools punching out of their weight class
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| Looking like food under pressure they break-fast
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| It’s looking like school and I’m the invincible principal
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| Joe Clark and you niggas sign in get a late pass
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| Yeah nigga, I go boss, cuz once the buzzer go off
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| Don’t nobody give a fuck what you ranked as
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| It’s only wins and losses, Benz and Porsches
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| So pardon if I offend any friends or sources
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| That never seen the hunger, no meager portions
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| Starvation, bar none like Klondike
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| They saying Phonte’s the incarnation of verbal murder
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| Pin it on me like prom night nigga
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| Cuz I go off, yeah I go off
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| Negro spiritual rap, slave to the rhythm looking like I might go North
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| Cuz I go off, yeah I go--
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| Yo, hold up
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| Pharoahe the god strike the mic hard like Ty Cobb with a bat
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| Physicist the antithesis of Steve Jobs when he raps, mack
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| Sick gonorrhea clap! |
| Onomatopoeia, smack the shit out you, you have no idea
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| Send a stranger to rearrange your Range Rover key your Kia
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| P’ll see ya via satellite with money longer than Nia’s
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| Fuck chivalry I will end a chick’s career
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| And return to forever, I am Chick Corea
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| At O’Hare Air with surface to air missiles for your lair
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| (Missile sounds)-- What you will hear before I send you to visit Aaliyah
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| Proceed with caution, he strikes with force and of course
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| You need to borrow some sorcery with a cross to bear
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| And a culture enforcing the nuclear laws of North Korea
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| So awesome, when we morphing
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| Pharoahe, Tigallo
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| We go off, we throw off and
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| Yes yes y’all
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| We go off, say who go off?
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| Nigga we go off
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| Flow fitted to a tee dawg I might go golf
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| On stage in all black dawg I might go goth
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| Yeah we go floss, we go so hard
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| I mean macro-hard never Microsoft
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| Stomach and the titties out, baby girl go Ross
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| Cuz we go off yeah we go off, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Go Off , by - Phonte. Song from the album Charity Starts At Home, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп