Set It Off Lyrics - Das Efx

Verse One: Dray, Skoob 

Yo (yo), yo (yo), yo (yo) 

Piggity-presto, who these cats on your stereo? (Das EFX) 

My records spin round and round like a merry-go 

Here we go, riggity-raw as I ever was 

Diggy Das blow the spot, sharp as ever, cuz 

Same pro (what?), never rock with the same flow 

My chain glow like lines up in the rainbow 

Aiyo, Boogie Bang what the deal, son? (Yo) 

For real, son, break it down, how you feel, dun? 

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Yo, when my record company fail, I'm gonna need bail (why?) 

Flippin on coats like Latrell Sprewell 

My cat's gone broke off blowin weed sales 

Can't see mine, dickhead, you're gonna need braille 

Like females, cats is fake, I snap and break 

your biggity-back and neck and crack the safe 

Snatch the cake, get in the truck, divi' it up 

Not givin the one just give me ya cup 

We're livin it up, my crew get buck in berry singers 

Shows get wild like Jerry Springer, ice on all fingers 

Frost bear, me and my girls fare 

New York share politican, so 

Hook: 

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So yo set it off, get it off, let it off 

Set it off, get it off, let it off 

Set it off, get it off, let it off 

(Like that) I wanna break fool, cock me back, c'mon 

Set it off, get it off, let it off 

Set it off, get it off, let it off 

Set it off, get it off, let it off 

(Like that) I wanna break fool, cock me back 

Verse Two: Dray, Skoob 

Cos I'm too nice, rockin blue ice 

Jet black Ferrari runnin thru lights 

My crew tight, riggity-roll with the ruggedness 

Enough of this, yo it's time to put a thug in this 

Look at this, straight Gz, you can tell it's dope 

In your face, kid, you don't need a telescope 

Smellin smoke, break the mic, make sure it's broke 

?, you can quote every word I wrote 

My antidote, stiggity-straight from the subway 

The thug way, miggity-Monday to Sunday 

Lyrical dum-dums, watch the stray shots 

stay hot like them chicks from Baywatch 

BK, to the UK, all the way to Guatalupe 

Das got chicks shakin their booty 

Cats actin unrul-ey, who they? 

Do they, should they, give a fuck, nah too late 

Save em, ya gotcha els, roll em up, kid 

Blaze em, roll a whole dime but save some 

Throw your hands up, raise em, hip-hop nation 

Nuff respects to my EFX Generation 

Hook 

Verse Three: Dray, Skoob 

Aiyo dun son, hit me, brought the whole gang wit me 

Sixty, peace to low down shifty 

Strictly, send the world in a frenzy 

My mens be, laid up in the penzy 

Correctly, when it's my turn to rhyme again 

Devils stall, play the ball, went to Heineken 

Find a friend, hit her off with the fly talk 

The sly talk, riggity-right off the sidewalk 

My talk, slidin with the sickedness 

You're lickin this like a lollipop, sick of this 

Miggity-makin moves on a regular, wack MC's I'm testin ya 

Smack you with a chair like a wrestler 

Boogie Bang, sewer rat buckwildin 

Run the streets of Brooklyn, properties on an island 

A pen and a pad, you know my steez when I'm weeded 

Bring rhymes together like cleavage 

So love it or leave it, I got to eat, kid, plus got mouths to feed 

hip-hop crowds to please, bullshit trials to plea 

Trees are blastin out my team, blast back 

Matter fact, my game is tight and that's that 

Hook (x1 1/2)