I Go Off (Freestyle)

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, Yeah! (Bust these niggas man!) Yeah I see y'all bitch ass niggas man (Put hand on these niggas) Guess what man? We Baaack (For Real) Off some freestyle shit man, D12 man Man you should see the clip on this bitch man Man touch one of these niggas souls man It's for real [Verse 1: Kuniva] Niggas are brave until they cross that gun line Bust 9s, come through like Jordan in clutch time Play the streets if we have to, then we bust rhymes Ain't enough, stabbin' nigga up in the lunch line Show stopper, fo-fo popper, so proper D12 criminal operations, no doctor Lift a nigga roof up, let's shoot the sheriff 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 in the head with a hammer Fucking your mom's, got her doggy style, adjusting the camera Going loco, reach under my mattress, grab the ratchet Knife or a gun, either way it's all tragic! Go and tell my black pack they ain't all rapping Bullets hit this quick [?] when he jabbin' Detroit massacre central, number 2 pencil In your throat, my mood swings like women on their menstruum Tommy gun smoking like an old exhaust pipe Heart below zero, touch me and get frostbite Let a couple shots break you off at the stoplight Dolo hanging out the window, making it pop right You and me is like comparing [?Mike] to [?Cartwright] 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 clips concealed (Bang, bang) [Verse 2: Swifty McVay] The Grim Reaper, walk streets and plot evil The street sweeper will pop niggas out of their sneakers I strangle anybody, ya main boss a diva I sprinkling bleach in your cannabis sativa These buck shots will turn your face into a pizza Leaving them slump like the Leaning Tower of Pisa I treat my heat like a Visa, never leave without it I bust heavy metal with steady body countin' A scoundrel, dirty rotten, my beef's unforgettable These niggas I fought young are 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 are damaged for crushin' Oxycont Sniff it, walk up the cops an ask them to lock me up I'm belligerent, so fuck cases! I'm not the type to conversate with the corpse in my basement I'm wasted daily, I bathe in my drink I be arguin' with my shrink everyday of the week Niggas hiding until they face look like taco meat And nothing change with the shell in my chamber, and a freak It's Genghis Khan slash Satan, nuts danglin' So heavy that I drag them bitches on the pavement They don't say shit! I'll Saran-wrap your family I'm lyrically anthrax, I'm passin' out Tampax To bitch niggas, got a vendetta Sick stigma to get rid of 'em quicker While they chill in their kitty litter I'm a gorilla, neck snapper Peel a niggas cap faster then genuine draft Hazardous bastard, cast snatcher You ain't a gangster, you're a lab rat A pen and a pad grabber That's how they retaliate after I stab 'em [Verse 3: Bizarre] Mass murder without the mass A poker night without the cash A stripper without a ass A slut without a dad You're crazy! Live from Saint Louis, Missouri Two murder cases left a hung jury They ban Bizarre from MTV Jumping on the stage like Lil Mama did to Jay-Z When I'm gonna get up on stage I'm gonna do a whole song Yellow thong with a sign saying "Can we get along?" When I went to L.A. a hundred nigga tried to jump me Rocking shoes that put me over the table and tried to fuck me (Aha!) Kuniva snuffed me, D-12 dumped me Fuckin' fag go give Raz B some company (Fag!) Fly down sunset, driving real fast Watchin' Kim Kardashian gettin' in a sick car crash (Watch out!) That's too fucking bad, someone call her dad And tell him Reggie Bush is a fag Raping little girls, taking all they lunches Hit them in the face with fuckin' Pacquiao punches A hundred crunches, a hundred lunches Round off kick, hit them with a fuckin' hundred and sumthin' Bomb shit, bomb quick I got the bomb so bitch, I'm the bomb, bitch! Bomb whips, bomb on Rick (I'ma 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 Hey, yo yo stop this shit