[Intro: DJ Young Mase]
Okay, haters!
[Verse 1: Kon Artis]
I said one, two, three, four, five, six seven, eight, nine again
Shh, fuck counting, we back, Bizzy, Kuniva, and
Swifty Mcvay, Slim shay, Proof, Denaun, again
Back in your ear again, D-Twizzy is back again!
Yep, yep, yep, yep, back to talk more shit
To give you another dope, a doper dosage
You're dope, you're dope, dope, our set's dope shit
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, yes, we back, biatch!
I had to shout it out again
'Cause most of y'all ain't think we'd come back to win
We lost two of my friends to some cowardly kids
So we stepped back and re-evaluatеd our shit
Yeah, yeah, I got to hit, high, high Holy Ghost
Most of this shit on the radio is so-so
I don't еven know how in the fuck we're supposed to go
On and on with this rap shit
When y'all are so boring, dawg, we snoring all
I know that y'all falling off
And I know you're looking at me like "Who is he
To say we're falling off?" But y'all falling off
And you're making me feel like I should crawl on off in
A in a hole with monsters and rats and dogs, and
Y'all don't fell me, y'all niggas kill me
With the same old hooks and you jewelry don't thrill me
Uh, uh, we tryna bring it back to the roots
We're doing this shit for Proof, D-Twizzy's back in the booth
[Hook: Swifty McVay]
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go, ha, ha, ha, ha)
[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]
Stopping's no option, so how can you knock us (Uh-huh, niggas)
Popular pill-poppin', provocative, shotguns
We're not what you like a lot, different
From when we had dropped shit on you, isn't hip-hop shiftin' to
New heights? Ridiculous, stereotypes listening
Carrying white tissue and scared we might diss 'em
They're swearing we got issues, Glocks, knives and pencils
They not trying to mention us, Denaun and Bizzy
Got Kuniva with me (Proof!), never forgotten
Eminem is the hardest, Bugz, he got me the shot to do what I love
Then I hopped and it went platinum plaque visions
We action pack, prison is not where I be living
Psychotic popping some Oxycontin followed with liquor
To drop a nigga right on the spot, tryna pretend what he's not
They figured they got it locked but ain't in a predicament
To get props, we do this for the block
[Hook: Swifty McVay]
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go, ha, ha, ha, ha)
[Outro: DJ Young Mase]
D12, we still here
Shady Records, they still here
Don't get it twisted
Woo