Tear It Off

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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
 Yo, man glorious, this is protected
 By the Red and Tical
 Slap it down, way out of bound
 Roll in a towel, fo' we gun down
 Yo, flip mode, toilet bowls explode
 When Doc come drop a shit load
 Grip fo's, mushrooms, dick those
 Deep pistol, whip hoes, I bitch O's
 Money, Roll, I stick a zip code
 Tiptoed before Doc escape row
 Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose
 My Benz too with wings and 6-0's
 My flows is North Pole cold
 My hands got area's that fits snow
 Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's
 My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes
 Shows, Niggas pack 6 rolls
 We're losin' 'em, his hart won't get pulse
 Pack you bags off a 10 percent doze
 Lip closed? I can hum and shit gold
 Yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
 You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 I gets down, rip sand with this stick style
 Pistol, lick ground, get off my dick now
 Get crabbed, hostile, you kids is all sound timid
 Scared to get in it, these dogs is Rock wild
 Unchained, untamed, you know my name
 Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game
 Just ill flows that kills shows, you can feel yo
 Kickin in you do', like a steel toe for real doe
 Y'all gon' learn, I spit germs
 When you come short on Big Worm, you get burned
 Punks don't get turned, they get done and get sun
 Come, get some, the last victim lie in a ditch
 Now who wanna fuck with Hot Nick
 Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit
 Me and Funk Doc get, toxic
 A bowl of rice, different chopsticks
 Go make your Wu just impostors
 Yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Yo, yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
 You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 Okay Corral with Doc and Meth Tical
 Bar saloon fight without weapons out
 Stretch marks like belly on Kevin? Lous?
 One yard to score, only second down
 Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down
 Tryin' to lock cash? Bitch better bounce
 Boyfriend jump in, Meth shut him down
 Pound to echo loud 'bout seven miles
 Doc, Dirty Jersey hunt 'em down
 Uncut rhymes won't even fit the file
 Baddest man out the bunch, pick him out
 Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the crowd
 Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth
 Wilder then winos on liquor droughts
 Mrs. Howell, Mary-Ann, dig 'em out
 Ginger, watch with the gun in Skipper mouth
 Love Da Ruckus and love to dish it out
 Pre-washed MC's, start rinsin' out
 Get your whole camp put on the missin' file
 Pushin' twelve out, bumpin' digital
 Yo, tear the roof off
 Yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
 You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 We Just-Ice, men or mice, ain't nuttin' nice
 Fuck your life, your type just too light to fight
 We move right on Fright Night when niggaz bite
 We bust pipe condo's that suck tight
 We alright, you all hype and all tripe
 In the Source with half mic, you half liked
 And half dead, blasted on flatbed
 I'm past dead, eyes red, the hash head
 Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin'
 Take my turn frontin', Def Jam ain't heard nuttin' yet
 Suspect, ruff necks, book 'em Dano
 You get busted, never leave home without my mustard
 Trust this out for justice, clown
 And caught on Judgment Day, call Joe Brown
 Take MC's to town if they star bound
 Ashes to ashes, they all fall down
 Master you bastards with hazardous tactics
 Semi-automatic full rap metal jacket
 Blasted in plastic your brain on the mattress
 All you kids is ass-backwards and vice-a versa
 Yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Yo, yo, tear the roof off
 Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
 You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 Come on, yo tear the roof off
 Nigga, yo tear the roof off
 Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
 You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 Yo, you don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 Yo, you don't want to fuck with us, you don't
 

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Duration
04:12
Key
11
Tempo
202 BPM

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