I Go Off Lyrics - Return Of The Dozen Vol. 2 - D-12

(Bust these niggas man!) Yeah 

I see y'all bitch ass niggas man (Put hands on them niggas man) 

Guess what man? We Baaack (For Real) 

Off some freestyle shit man, D12 man 

Man you should see the clip on this bitch man 

Man touch one of these niggas souls man 

Niggers are brave until they cross that gun line 

Bust 9s, come through like Jordan in clutch time 

Play the streets if we have to that we bust rhymes 

You ain't enough, stab a nigga up in the lunch line 

Sho stopper, 44 popper we so propper 

D-12 criminal operations, no doctor 

Lift a nigga roof up, let's shoot ??? fear 

Sitting high up in the ranks like a booster chair 

Wake you up in the morning, ain't no roosters here 

Just a nigger with a gun and mask you should fear! 

(Wake up bitch!) 

I'll hit you in the head with a hammer 

Fuck ya mom's got her doggy style, adjusting the camera 

Going loco, we tucking the Mac, grabbin the ratchet 

Knife or the gun, either way it's all tragic! 

Go and tell my back pack they don't know what rap is 

Bullets hit as quick as ?? Judah when he jabbin 

Trick massacre central, number 2 pencil in your throat 

my mood swings likme women on they menstal. 

Tommy gun smoking like an old exhaust pipe 

Heart below zero touch me and get frost bite 

Let a couple shots break you off at the stop light 

YOLO hangin out hte window makin it pop right 

(YOLO!) 

You and me is like comparing Mike to Cartwright 

You talk tought but wouldn't spill a drink in a bar fight 

Dirty Dozen back on that bullshit for real 

Death to anybody the full clips can seal 

The Grim Reaper 

Walk streets and plot ether 

The street sweeper pop niggers out of their sneakers 

I strangle anybody, ya main boss a diva 

Sprinkling bleach in your cannabis sativa 

These buck shots can turn your face into a pizza 

Leaving them slump like the Leaning Tower of Pisa 

I treat my heat like a Visa, I never leave without it 

I bust heavy metal we steady body countin' 

a scoundrel dirty rotten my beat is unforgettable 

The niggers I fought young are still in the hospital 

I'm conquering the missions that you find impossible 

Like breaking in the woman's locker room with my iPhone 

The walls of my nostrils are damaged from crushin' Oxycontins 

Sniff it, walk up to the cops an ask them to lock me up 

I'm beligerent so fuck cases 

I'm the type to conversate with the corpse in my basement 

I'm wasted daily, I bathe in my drink 

I be arguing with my shrink, everyday of the week 

Nigga's hiding until they face look like taco meat 

And nothin change but the shell in my chamber in a freak 

It's Genghis Khan/Satan, nuts dangling 

So heavy that I drag them bitches on the pavement 

They don't say shit! 

I'll saran wrap your family 

I'm lyricaly anthrax, I'm passin out tampax 

to bitch niggas, gotta vendetta. 

Sick stigma to get rid of em quicker while they chilling in kitty litter 

I'm a gorilla, neck snapper peel a niggas cap faster 

than genuine draft hazardous bastard cast snatcher 

You ain't gangster, you're a lab rat 

A pen and a pad grabber 

That's how to retaliate after I stab em 

Mass murder without the mass 

A poker night without the cash 

A stripper without her ass 

A slut without a dad 

Live form Saint Louis Missouri 

Two murder cases left a hung jury 

They ban Bizarre from MTV 

Jumping on the stage like little mama did Jay-Z 

When I'm gonna get up on stage I'm gonna do the whole song 

Yellow thong with a sign said 'Can we get along?' 

When I went to L.A. a hundred niggers tried to jump me 

??? bent me over hte tabl and tried to fuck me, aha! 

Kuniva snuffed me, D-12 dumped me 

Fuckin' fag go get ??? some company (You Fag!) 

Fly down sunset, driving real fast 

Watchin' Kim Kardashian gettin' in a sick car crash 

That's too fucking bad, someone call her dad 

Tell him Reggie Bush is a fag 

Raping little girls, taking all they lunches 

Hit em in the face with fuckin' Pacquiao punches 

A hundred crunches, a hundred lunches 

Round off kick, hit them with a fuckin hunded and somethin 

Bomb shit, bomb click 

I got the bomb so bitch I'm the bomb, bitch! 

Bomb whips, bomb on Rick 

I'mma bomb on you! 

Bitch you ain't gonna bomb on shit! 

Bomb dick, bomb click 

Ever since I've been the bomb 

Bitch you ain't been the bomb since 

Nonsense, stop this shit 

Hey, yo yo stop this shit