Various Artists - Set it Off Troop lyrics

Yeah yeah, we cold in effect for '92 Yo Showbiz, let's take 'em uptown Word, we gonna do this right just about know, know what I'm saying? I'm gonna do this Set it off troop! Get busy! (With your black a**) (Repeat 4x) I shoot and throw rhymes, get paid the whole nine Microphone check 1, 2, yeah it's showtime I gain fame when I entertain and make sh** plain Blowing motherf**ers out the frame Cause n***as try and diss me, mock me, knock me Try to like copy, but motherf**ers sound sloppy I'm a hard hitter, so you figure that you rumble bigger And when you hear me don't compare me to them other n***as And f** the heresay Cause I hem a n***a up like motherf**ing flare legs And brothers that's trash I crush 'em fast Straight up and down, f** around and I'll bust that a** Word, I serve opponents to the curb I let you know I'm not the motherf**ing herb And if you thought I was well you figured wrong Some brothers think they can hang, but what them motherf**ing n***as on? Run son, I ain't the one bum, so dial 9-1-1 If you thought you was a motherf**ing dum dum Stand back, cause I drop knowledge, son I school more n***as than a f**ing Negro College fund Set it off troop! Get busy! (With your black a**) (Repeat 4x) One two yeah, and let's flip s**ers better skip town cause I'm a kick some sh** now The style they hope to get, they can't cope with this That's why they playing the back, taking notes and sh** They got problems just flipping poems So whatever they smoking they'd better leave that sh** alone And y'all want to play hardball talking about Tearing sh** up, man you couldn't rip a cardboard So don't sleep cause I'm a young fella When I rain on that a** you'll need more than an umbrella I'm no joke on a rap tip I'll put my foot so far up your a** you'll be sitting on my lap, sh** I'm cooler than Superfly I still get the girls without a motherf**ing suit and tie I keep a hoodie and a low one Who's down with OPP? Yeah, I see you when my show's done Mess around, I flip your frown You s**ers better step, but young ladies just stick around Set it off troop! Get busy! (With your black a**) (Repeat 2x) It's like that y'all, and I'm a keep flowing So Showbiz keep the motherf**ing beat going Cause I'm a keep doing my thang I'm straight making papes so everything's Kool & the Gang I'm all about cash and females with bad figures I don't have the time to be dealing with them crab n***as And speaking on who's bad I've been a bad motherf**er since n***as was wearing doo rags It ain't no puzz or a riddle, see Motherf**ers trying to hang but they belong in the little leagues Talking bout they can rag Finesse sh**, I smoke them n***as like a bag of cess Wrapped up in bamboo paper Cause every time I get the chance I always kick some brand new flavor I can drive any child crazy And why don't I dance? Cause that's not my style, baby Girls claim I don't excite them If I was singing and dancing then them hoes would be "I like him!" Yeah, that sh** is so game You wanna see a n***a dance then watch the motherf**ing Soul Train I'm hardcore, I'm not changing or chancing it I'm real ill with sk**s so f** all that dancing sh** And while I'm hanging n***as up like the Son of Sam Let them other motherf**ers do the Running Man Try and launch, you still couldn't harm this Huh, I'll blow your monkey a** out the contest On video or TV, tour bench or CD LP or EP, them n***as can't see me Yeah, so don't try to get fash, clown As quick as you come, I sit your monkey a** down Trying to hang with the man, maybe one day fool But for now save that praying for Sunday school Cause I'm a meanace that's in this to the finish And if I think I'm all that then that's my motherf**ing business I'm about to catch wreck (step to it kid) (Who's the motherf**ing man?) Y'all know who it is Set it off troop! Get busy! (With your black a**) (Repeat 2x)