Swifty McVay - The Set Off lyrics

[Intro: Bizarre] D12, back in the building Grimy dirty, nasty, filthy sh** This what the industry been missing, man Sorry for the delay, man, hahaha Shout out to all our fans, man We about to get busy though No more time to waste Ayo McVay, yo, get busy n***a! [Verse 1: Swifty McVay] Takin' n***as, get up out of my face You now tuned in to a basket case Swift McVay, still holdin' the cake In broad daylight for the world to see Painted white, me and Satan tight Burning every motherf**ing thing on sight I'm the type to do pointless crimes Y'all don't like me, then join in line My mind state's full of concrete A hard-hitting n***a with a metal spine, f** with mine You'll be pouring out liquor in the middle of the street with the corn on hind Putting up pictures in front of they shirts With dirty teddy bears laying on the curb Rest in peace is all they see My mama was cursed on the day I was birthed See, I'm the worst n***a to squabble and dirt with Prison to me is like a goddamn circus Blow my fuse, I got nothing to lose Touching my crew is like a short circuit Percocet, I'm a nervous wreck Still walking in Million Man March with a Tec You disrespect, I'll snap your neck Like Schwarzenegger in an army flick [Verse 2: Kuniva] We be making sh** happen, you glare at the news f** you up on camera, stare at their views Take a look at the hardware, get pretty loose An ADHD kid and his terrible tools Yeah, we back on that sh** again, back for them Benjamins I'll put your whole squad back on their injured list Split your sh**, my folk to ignorant, plus they sold militant My advice, duck if you witnessing, bang, bang Dirty Dozen hit them where it hurts Flip a n***a skirt, 'till he washed up Leave him in the dirt, bring your chick over here until I squirt Then it's onto the next, just another day at work Stay alert, play your part and role [?] I'm the worst, they throwing the white towel And get the wavy shirt, they can't hold us Them boys is the truth hit Smack a n***a up like the homie big Proof hit [Verse 3: King Gordy] Your crew get ate up, who you, you ain't us I blew a A f** , but true is my gang's stuff It's true I blaze blunts, and shoot and rape s*uts My goons'll come through with tools and take d** You fools just anxious to lose, I'm flamed up Your blues are ancient history, mystery, man You should thank us for breaking your face up Get pissed at me, sentence me then, 'cause I'll hold the stage up No bay cuts, wait, you say what? Man, you lame b**h, I'm Bruce Wayne with a mask, and wait up With two things, having some mood swings Two to the brain, tell 'em 2 Chainz to get 'em chains up A motherf**ing a**a**in, f**ing dumb s*ut Suppin' they a**es, come new like mola**es Shove a gun up their bum, she's looking puzzled bedazzled When I f** and I'm laughing, I be puffing and pa**ing An outlaw, rob a stagecoach, I'm straight dope, southpaw You n***as can't throw, I break bones, I can't go No more, my mouth is so sore, I may choke from a** Looking to eating out Dej Loaf, murder some King Gordy and Dirty Dozen Don't worry because we coming in the flow to hurt your woman If throw offing is eternal, is something you couldn't stomach I'm loving the blood gushing, and f** it, I think I'm coming Your mother I heard she has a new husband Well, let me f** it, I'ma put it on her stomach 'Cause I make that p**y suffer, I ain't putting on no rubber I ain't have an undercover, tryna (whoo!) dick All you six swing b**h I land right to left You damn right you stretched her a** tight And you can't take it cause your moms get naked Get raped and faded by the king of Van Dyke [Outro: Bizarre] Yeah, D-Twizzy in this motherf**er Was that enough, motherf**ers? Hahaha, we just getting started, n***a f** yeah!