Tear Dis Place Up (Clean)

Lyrics

[Intro: Dogmatic] What?! [Verse 1: Dogmatic] Yo, I'm the first killer to come and the last to leave First dude to pull a Dillinger from under my sleeve Take it out and take out about 10 MC's Run they cheese, now I'm rolling chrome on these Yo bro please, Dogmatic party with these Freak ******* but I don't want no parts of disease So I strap up my Jimmy and put Remy in me VIP in the back of Chocolate City THC all in my pee, I'm blazed up 151 Proof in Proof's cup We sparking blunts, smacking tricks on the butt in the club, punk! 'Cause the owner know what's up Get roughed up! If I said "Detroit What!" Killers loc' up, smash liquor out ya cup Get ya throat cut, straight flipping chairs over D-Matic and D12 in a Range Rovеr [Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic] Stomp them bouncers in this bar! We will Tеar Dis Place Up! Bug them broads and them cars! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Duck the law and the vice! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Run yo' life and your ice! We will Tear Dis Place Up! [Verse 2: Proof] There's a seed to be born that's evil, deceitfully scorned Is your people informed? They need to be warned Read on my arm D12 hitting weed in a bong That'll stuff you until your breathing is gone Your moms scream "Leave him alone" Show up at your gravesite and pee on your stone Mash your pastor, what you think the mag is fo'? Is when I blast yo' little afro Was bucking as a freshman in my D-Dot days Back when this player Head was E not Cage Run up in your club, put a gun up in your mug Hot slugs that dug through your stomach and your lungs With Dogmatic, say it backwards without the T See I am God, throughout the D Just hear my name "Proof" will run piss down your leg Grab a bottle and bust a bouncer's head [Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic] Stomp them bouncers in this bar! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Bug them broads and them cars! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Duck the law and the vice! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Run yo' life and your ice! We will Tear Dis Place Up! [Verse 3: Dogmatic] One, Two, Three and to the Fo' Me and Big Proof chipped your tooth at the show Flipping over tables spilling Henny 'n Mo [Verse 4: Proof & Dogmatic] We krunk that's why you freaks be loving us doe ! (What!) Ready to buck, with the pettiest thug "He's live as hell", you said that it was Hit his head with the slugs, he bled his blood [Verse 5: Dogmatic] You be a dead-ass player in a dead-ass club Dudey what's up? Detroit taking thangs over Crunching through the industry like a bulldozer We the new school fool, my hot hits colder [Verse 6: Proof & Dogmatic] We muscle punks for big faces and fold 'em over I'm Sicknoted, a raw savage Put champagne bottles to y'all cabbage (What!) Which one of y'all thugs wanna cause static With Big Proof and that fool? (Dogmatic!) [Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic] Stomp them bouncers in this bar! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Bug them broads and them cars! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Duck the law and the vice! We will Tear Dis Place Up! Run yo' life and your ice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!