S.O.D. (Stormtroopers Of d**h) - Go lyrics

Together we witness one of the most delightful in our times So um, let the ba** go Nah, it's got to go a little lower than that, Dre, drop it! Nah, it's gotta go even lower than that, you know why? (Why?) You've been denied, although you've tried So I've been a ving to make you fall like a tide No disappointment, cause my beat will sooth like an ointment s**ers with static approach and get rolled and smoked like a joint Phlegm ignites the flame, I mean I burn like a lighter Roll with the hip-hop groove cause I'm a writer The hero of great, take a stand and we'll see Eat in chronological order starting with me A rap introduction, the s**ers distruction Yeah, are all involved when I started conducting The lyrics are the maximum, I stated for facts in them Chumps never try to break knowing I'd wax them Murder in the first degree Occurs only when dealing with the D-O to the see I'm like a whirlwind pyramid, and I'm letting you know I get ill when I hear the ba** go Yeah, that's the sound and you know it's down But you know why? (Why's that?) Cause I've been around, and you've heard the sound Of the D.O.C. and the new style that I've found It's quite unorthodox, but still ba** and Enough to make you dance, so I picked up the pace and Let it ride like a cyclist And see it show in the end that I'm the mightiest And I'm lyrically inclined to make you want to step to my time The beat and the cut to this rhyme Do a show, and I'm good to like a G-O Never getting skeezed, I mean it's like an N-O Happiness to me is like a positive cash flow So I let your ear cold hear when the ba** go Drop that ba** (Aight, bet) I don't want to (stop), cause if I do you might lose it I made this record for you to jam, so use it k** the treble, pump the ba** and then Send the s**ers on the block into a tailspin Roll by, booming like a nuke bomb I know there's pressure on your ears, but stay calm After you pa**, though, you better turn it down some Or else you're gonna put a dent into your eardrum Success realize on the individual I feel successful when receiving the residual But as for you, you all should know When I say "Let's get hype" I'm letting the ba** go Now that's the way it should be done I know that's on the one, and that is fun To see a s**er standing weary And girlies on the tip standing near me The ba** was the topic so I dropped it Added some dop lyrics and then I dropped it On track 24 in a machine To make you move on the hip-hop scene Cued up Dre, and I knew that he would know That on the one, I would let the ba** go Because a dope jam is what I gotta make I make it rattle cause you love it when it vibrates The D-O and to the see Must cause pleasure when showing yo my abilities To inject on the set ma** enjoyment This is to insure definite employment When I hit town, yo you'll know Crowds will roar, and you'll hear the ba** go Yeah, let the ba** go This is most definitely down with my homeboy DJ Speed, is that on track? Word em up, peace