SwizZz - Go Off lyrics

[Produced by M16] [Intro] Oh my f**ing god Oh my f**ing god DANIEL Turn the f**ing n***a music off TURN IT OFF [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Yeah, I'm an Apex predator, I murder my competitors I stick a Wu-Tang sword inside of ya retina Pre-leaded yeah I guzzle regular unleaded gas Strike a match, spit fire, mu'f**a burn in hell with us Inhaling dust, I rip off an elephant's tusk Irrelevant f**s, you want a war against us We just tore this b**h up Get the coroner I slaughter ya My dick don't discriminate, I pork a big s*ut We've created a monster! The son of Lucifer come to ruin ya, put the Ruger To ya thermonuclear get that new career Take your f**ing head as a souvenir Wake up in the morning; what the f** am I doing here? I'm the sh** in the booth, take a poop in here Aluminum bat now got his f**ing Lumineers f** brakes we don't stop keep moving here f** swag, yeah b**h my whole crew is weird Yeah, you couldn't fathom my pain I hated being me, I was mad at my brain All the hurt that I felt, made me sad and insane Look back like God I was glad I felt strange f** trying to change for you f*ggot a** lames Or you f**s who wouldn't let me get a stab at this game Now it's FV b**h and I'm back for revenge 'Bout to make you mu'f**as feel the wrath of my pain [Hook] I can't eat, I can't sleep Why should I give a f** about what you believe? If I don't eat, then I don't breathe They gon' let me in this b**h God damn I'm about to Go off (3x) Until they let me in this b**h Go off (3x) And they gon' let me in this b**h [Verse 2: SwizZz] Yo b**h in a dress, I'm about to make a mess Cutthroat, throw up f**in' snap like a neck I pull your card out, and stick it back in the deck Bought a ticket to your show to throw trash at your set Get bapped with a left if you step like a -- frat dude Tell me why your older sister has a -- tattoo Of a zodiac, stamped on her lower back Perhaps she swallows cum and s**s co*k like a VACUUM! Right? Right, I hit it on the mark Cuban, I'm going off like a broken car alarm Feta, Gouda, Cheddar, Provolone, Parmesan 'Til we after that cheese no pizza; Papa John Like Hakeem Olajuwon we gon' rap it up the ladder 'Til we posted like a status bringing hell to all you f*ggots And p**y n***as thinkin' braggin' enjoy the f**in' baddest Compete in the pageant and I'll move to Cali and start acting Made a mistake and had to find myself Remind myself, fame ain't wealth Pain don't last, learn to adapt and it's hard to fail I can give a f** 'bout no one else Loyal to the fam and the team we built Still I rise, what up 'Pac If I fall, be a very long drop, yep [Hook] [Verse 3: Hopsin] Hey Mr. Benton I came here to rip sh** Got the whole neighborhood waitin' to get this n***as better run, it ain't safe in the trenches It's going down like I'm paying Satan a visit Wack a** swag n***as, they get suspended Don't play with the wicked, my hate is intended I'm in the bathroom, gettin' brain from a midget She got a fat booty but her face is horrendous! Yeah, you rap but we the realest who have done it If you want us on a track, then we k**in' you up on it Like we took a f**ing javelin and ran it through your stomach This is Swizzle, Benton and Hop, we figured you would want it Dizzy in the clouds, too high to rap now FV turn it up I like the track loud You gettin' out of line, we provide the smack-down I'm so motherf**in' hyped I could pa** out, WOAH I remember when I was the n***a chillin' in the background Considered a wack clown, gettin' turned down for deals Livin' up in my mom's crib with a sad frown There was days were I wanted to give up and just crumble But I didn't do it, I just stuck to my hustle I learned if you want to turn heads in the world Then you can't give a f**, go nuts 'til they love you! [Hook] Until they let me in this b**h And they gon' let me in this b**h