[Intro]
Set it off, set it off, set it off, set it
Set it off, set it off, set it off
[Jay aka Jadakiss]
I'm saying "What!" to n***as that act like wreck
When I flash the Tec and hit a n***a in his neck
With two slugs, blood is a sign of vic
And if his b**h wanna snitch she can bite the dick
That's my word, anything goes for the hoes
I'm snatching rings, earrings, j**els and clothes
From the ghetto, trying to get my hands on a ki
So f** Mike cause n***as wanna be like me
They think I'm crazy, n***a, like a bag of dust
I don't listen to the fuss cause I'm trying to bust
With the motherf**ing BM drop, 325
By the way, me and my crew, we real live
Get absurd and hit a n***a with the bloody birds
n***as can't f** around with the bloody words
[Sheik aka Sheek Louch]
A-yo, I buck shots at midnight like I'm a f**ing crook
Do stick-ups, head North, get the cash and book
I make ends but it depends on the type of vic
If it's a dealer the Tec-9 will k** him quick
Who's to say if I won't, money, and if I will?
I let it rip and up close and watch your temple spill
Mad blood everywhere but who says I did it?
Bullets they caught but in my gun, it wouldn't have fitted
Cause I'm blasting with the cannon every f**ing hour
.22s don't work, I need a double power
Watch your back for The Warlocks, hit the street
And stay low for the stray bullets past your meat
Mad young but I don't give a hoot
So I just pollute and kicking heads with my f**ing boot
So put your dicks up, money, or head North
Or head for the border before my squad decide to set it off
[Hook]
Set it off, yo, set it off (Repeat 4X)
[MC Lotto]
I know you n***as don't want drama cause I'mma tear that a** out the frame
I was born insane and surrounded by the drug game
And ain't a damn thing changed, I still chill
With the Glock on the block trying to make a mill
n***as is done for fun, so don't test, son
I find a victim and stick him and move to the next one
Serial k**er, but I ain't after Captain Crunch
I murdered the Brady Bunch cause I'm out to lunch
Lost my brain in the drug game, I love to do the wrong thing
I make g's from selling ki's of c**aine
No judge can judge me, police can't touch me
Watch out, sh**'s about to get ugly
I got the Tec, so respect the Main Source
MC Lotto, yeah, I came to set it off
[Sha-Queen aka Ma Barker]
Yo, watch the evil spirit rise when n***as get me fed
I slash a b**h and leave her weave up in the bloodshed
A heartless b**h with a switch giving b**hes stitches
I got a backyard that's full of f**ing dead snitches
And plus this chick is flowing slick it's coming from the mental
No shame in my game, I'm aiming for your f**ing temple
And plus I'm coming equipped with the mad styles
The n***as I k** will go down with chalk profiles
Yeah, you bloody roughneck, my style's damn good
The sh** I kick is taking motherf**ers manhood
So all that sh** you plan on talking yo, you won't be able
So watch your mouth before you catch a fist that rocks your cradle
And now you know my state of mind that I'm letting off
And any time that I rhyme I'm gonna set it off
[Hook]
[Mikey D]
Yo back the f** up, before I catch a body
I'm giving n***as boxes
And that's including motherf**ing hotties
So get your pistols and your posse if you think you can stop me
I open 'em up like a autopsy
I got a crew of n***as waiting for the combat
If we can't get you we stepping where your mom's at
So all that rah-rah sh** gotta cease, I pop my leash
If it's beef you ain't leaving in one piece
I drink a forty and I take over 40 Blocks
n***as with Glocks give me props, they say, "Shorty rocks"
From 40 Projects to 40 acres and a mule
Knock out a 40, then I'm knocking out 40 fools
If they ever try to get with the nitwit, forget this
The hitlist and crippling the witness
I gotta get it off, when I let it off
Straight up and down, motherf**ers, I set it off
[Hook x2]