Set It Off

[Chorus: Matt Phoenix]

I set it off with my people-ple

I set it off with my people

I set it off with my people-ple

I set it off with my people

[Verse 1: Joey Cool]

Oh, here we go

Here we go

Bloody redrum, finna get some

We done left a couple breadcrumbs

Rare what appeared out of rumble in the red slums

Struggle been real but we gotta get ahead son

Slayed on it every singlе time a nigga said sum

Tryna weigh us down to renownеd where they fled from

We just tryna get a little loud if you could share some

Boasting, I thought a broke nigga went and said sum

I done got to cooking in the kitchen with the bread crumb

Throw a little salt up and I wouldn't worry bled from

Gotta realign with the shadow of the threat from

Running with the bolt lil' homie we ain't yet done

More to achieve, to the pain you gotta get numb

It's time to concede like you working in a bedroom

It's obvious that we be on the opposite of spectrum

My style that's the rarest one, the hardest where it stem from

I set it off with the best in the business, I do (I do), I do (I do)

I, I, I keep this off and ain't never had listen to you (to you), to you (to you)

When in my position my nigga do see how I move (see how I move), I move

I set it off with the best in the business, I do (I do), I do (I do)

[Chorus: Matt Phoenix]

I set it off with my people-ple

I set it off with my people

[Verse 2: Rittz]

This for you, bitch

I'ma set it off like a NASA launch

Throw a smoke grenade at 'em, after that an atom bomb

You can feel the wrath of God for real

Need to take your own advice and kneel, pray to God

You don't get what you deserve and he'll throw a shield

Either way, you got some karma coming

That's a lot of money for someone to steal

Thinking they can disappear, they gon' end up getting robbed or something

Kansas City like a second home to me, I spent some dollars on 'em

Dinner at the Plaza on me, take a picture with the waitstaff

Autograph a snake and bat, Strange tatts

Had a groupie that was all up on me

I got expensive tastes, sucker never get a cheese steak

Eating rice-a-roni, eating ass bitch

Had a homie out in Belton I was helping out, he lucky I ain't punishin' his lame ass

Tryna get some clout in the city using my name badge

So he can get a Tech N9ne backstage pass

In my opinion, I think Kansas City might just have the prettiest women I've seen

And I'm not putting something on the list

Some bitches be so arrogant, she try to say she doesn't even kiss

Ever seen a pretty girl that had an attitude so bad the more you hear her talk the uglier she gets?

Pay all of your bills and the automobile

Back to the drawing board, now you gotta suck a dick for the rent

Set it off, bro, biatch

It's Rittz

[Chorus: Matt Phoenix]

I set it off with my people-ple

I set it off with my people

[Verse 3: X-Raided]

All bets is off

I'ma set it off like Jada

Kiss of death when I spit it, I let it off like Hades

Mr. and Mrs. Smith, weapons drawn like traces

Lead showers like Arnold Schwarzenegger, I'm the eraser

Shoulder colder than Mr. Freeze for any two-face acting like it's sweeter than a soufflé

Smiling at me, but when I'm walking away, they hit me with the screw face

Too fake, hair trigger, tripping off they toupée

Hurt a hater feelings like a toothache

Wait, that's fillings, not feelings

Now can I get the touché cream?

We burning money, homie, that's crème brûlée

Excuse my French, lil bitch, mon excuse

Touchy subject, you must be sus, your crew fake

It's lucky connects the only reason we didn't Boucher them

Team

Over everybody, homie, we who they wish they was but can't be, we too great

Don't be alarmed, I mean no harm, but I'm still a G

I walk up in this bitch with more arms than a millipede

The killer seed of Satan, the spawn, unholy trilogy

The misunderstood hero who became a villain, he

Descended into villainy, chillingly with docility

Willingly submitted to the darkness and instability

Resistance is futility

With all due humility, Strange Music is the kingdom of nobility

We set it off

[Chorus: Matt Phoenix]

I set it off with my people-ple

I set it off with my people

[Verse 4: King Iso]

Pass a nigga like a vegan if I was beefin' with a person

Popping a moron like an Oxy then defeat him like the purpose

Sick of the preaching, we don't believe anything you speaking in your verses

Even when in churches, fiendin' could be eating with the serpents

Everything comin' out in the wash, get bleach and a detergent

'Cause the cycle of how we spinning it will get you cleaned up like a surgeon

Yeah, my cut off game these days even cleaner than a surgeon's

Leaving a bitch, tell him I will set it off like Cleo and a bourbon, nigga

People losing their spark, always thinking that they current

They tried to drown me in one, but now I'm reaching through the surface

They tried to stone me, I got a stony reaching in their purses

Compact pistol, put ten in your face like peek-a-boo, you heard it

Judging how my beggars treated me, I'm reaching a new verdict (Order)

Soldiers that be with me get to squeezing if you murdered (Mortars)

Come out the kitchen, fill 'em up, think that we was servers (Quarter)

Do you copy me? You'll get deleted like your searches ( [?] )

Iso, do you really gotta be so damn assertive?

Yep, they got me heated, so I gotta feed 'em to the furnace

I regulated my nervous system, people should be nervous

'Cause I'm calm with these thoughts like a P, write it in cursive

Try to get rid of me while they eat, I got deserted

Back to come hunting, revenge is sweet, I think it's perfect

If all is fair in love and war, I think I need to purchase

Just remember whenever you see me that you heard this

[Chorus: Matt Phoenix]

I set it off with my people-ple

I set it off with my people

[Verse 5: Tech N9ne]

Watch me!

Ig-nite!

Obliterating everyone in

Sight!

No hisser hating very done in

Flight!

No river waiting ever, welcome to brimstone Hell brung the sin home

Damn

Psych!

This ain't a fairytale, they run in

Fright!

Quick aim and there he fell, I brung in strife!

Disdain I carry well I

Tell them the friends gone, felt from the heaven throne

Bam

Right!

Send me the eloquent

I get to spelling, my Hell is sent to quell any elements

I never yelling my relavance, a tell of intelligence

I make 'em fail in development a fella went celebrant

Letterin' hop is the choppin', I shot to the top of the planet

Whether or not you think opposite guap, I get lots of it dwamn it

Who be the better one? Level 'em off the grid pop it ya vanish

Drop an apocalypse a chocolate gotcha ta panic

If you wanna get some of it come and get front of it

And it can really get critical (Yessir!)

Nobody want none of it, gonna get thunder hits

When the man milli spits syllables (Bless ya!)

Stop all the talking, you better keep walking

'Cause music came through my umbilical (Mecca!)

I am the pinnacle, will never be an identical, I am thee original call me (Tecca!) N-9-N-A