Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Set It Off, artist - Thousand Foot Krutch.
Date of issue: 03.08.2021
Song language: English
Set It Off |
To all the people in the house tonite, |
Can ya feel me? |
To those who live under the street lights at night, |
Can ya feel me? |
Check this out, |
We bout to set this off, |
Here come the drums: |
When I let loose, |
I come out blazin', |
I maintain mannin' all stations, |
Fully prepared for all situations, |
We blow tracks like shrapnel, with the rap skill, |
Shoot to kill, not for thrills, I got an iron grip. |
That’s the sound we make, no mistake keep the floor warm, |
From town to town and state to state, |
And yo, we rock da set like an earthquake |
Hold it tight too, and too, I just saw, |
Strapped to my knife boots. |
We bump tracks like a fifteens the flavors me, |
And chill like light when it flows through my brain stream, |
Ready to fit the script twice when I get nice, |
Equally precise, hits you open like head lice, |
This time around we’re here to let it be known, |
Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone, |
This time around we’re hear to let it be known, |
Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone now. |
To all the people in the house tonight, |
We’re gonna keep on rockin' 'till the broad daylight, |
So just listen to the sounds comin' through this mic, |
We’re gonna do this right, do this right. |
Now set it off! |
Just set it off, right! |
Set it off, |
Just set it off, right! |
Come on! |
Set it off, |
We just set it off, right! |
Set it off! |
We just set off, right! |
(Play this on yah radio) |
Fire it up like NASA, |
Rockin' it to ya’ll, ghetto blaster, |
You’re quick we’re faster, |
We got the skills to out last ya, |
My mentality stays open, |
And if everything’s cool, |
I’m hopin', |
To leave the microphone smokin'. |
Hope your ready, |
My whole team can rock steady, |
Makin' noise with my boys, |
And watchin' out for poison, |
My main object is to stand for what I believe, |
Maybe hear the sounds of the guillotine, |
We drop, hit, electrify, |
And to all the weak minded till the next in line, |
Here we made it in our accord, |
Ready to spawn, |
Used to go on and on, |
But now we just drop bombs, |
This time around we’re here to let it be known, |
Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone, |
This time around we’re hear to let it be known, |
Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone now. |
Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop, |
Keep rockin' and don’t stop. |
Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop, |
Keep rockin' and don’t stop. |
Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop, |
Keep rockin' and don’t stop. |
Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop, |
Keep rockin' and don’t stop. |