[Verse 1: Dc.Sir]
Let's get
Straight to the point
Straight to Detroit
Bypa** that whack sh**
Left your city destroyed
Broke in and entered in
Trespa**ed with 7M
Stabbed me in the knee-joint with a syringe of adrenaline
That's why I'm runnin' the track
Gatling gun on the back
Katana on my hip
Razor under the sack
Sabre-toothed tiger
Motherf**in' viper
Rapid-fire sniper
Whatup to Kuniva
Homie get your lighter
What the f** you like ta smoke?
We ‘bout to light up
And kick it in the cypher
Tied up with pied rags like the Hamelin Piper
671, All my Guam homies rise up!
If you bringing your hammers in
Ring up an ambulance
‘Cos I'ma grab your hand and aim it back at your abdomen
It's best you have a plan to get the f** up on outta here
I doubt you wanna meet with Dc.Sir motherf**er!
[Hook: Dialekt and Xy Latu] x2
First we gonna roll out
Detroit Guam ‘bout it
Lock Down
Got it locked
D12, 7M, You want a war?
Get the hearse
We all gonna die but you first
I'm troublesome
They messed around and let me off the chain
Me and the homie Dc.Sir
We boarding on the plane
Coming to your hood to see if you act the same
When we standing in your face with hammers ready to aim
You don't know how rowdy Detroit and the Island of Guam get
Runnin' frantic and we haven't even dropped a bomb yet
Better keep calm before we call my n***a Dialekt
You see Nate Won
He ain't even cracked a smile yet
Dirty to the core
Kuniva's ready for war
Screaming D12 for life while I'm giving it to your who*e
And you bring it to me on tour
I'll over-cook the beef and burn you to a crisp
Do you want more?
Nah, I didn't think so
‘Cos I come prepared
No use in running scared
I'm warning you be aware
And you don't want no problems I promise you that
Plus we got the heart to come through and pop a few cats
[Hook: Dialekt and Xy Latu] x2
First we gonna roll out
Detroit Guam ‘bout it
Lock Down
Got it locked
D12, 7M, You want a war?
Get the hearse
We all gonna die but you first
[Verse 3: Nate Won]
Abstract attributes
Too bad for you we cannot lose
So battle us
Get embarra**ed
Battered and bruised
The baddest
This side of the atlas
f**ed up like Alice off mushrooms it's magic
f** You
I need too much room to manage
The Movement is ma**ive
Enormous like wooly mammoths
Wha-wha-wha-what challenge?
They look shook
Your whole game went kaput like 2Pac backwards
Attitudes like Bruce Banner's manners
The man is nuts
Big balls like a cannon shoots
Think a gamma ray hit me in the dick
Split a chick in half tryna do the splits on my banana
Quit your chit-chattering talking sh** like this sh** matters
Pack your jaw with C4
Cut your mic cord
My God you s**
Nate Won
Only smile I ever cracked was yours
[Hook: Dialekt and Xy Latu] x2
First we gonna roll out
Detroit Guam ‘bout it
Lock Down
Got it locked
D12, 7M, You want a war?
Get the hearse
We all gonna die but you first
[Outro: Dialekt]
D12
7th Movement
We on the first plane to Detroit baby
Oz City to Rock City