Songtext Set it off troop Lord Finesse

Set it off troop

Yeah yeah, we cold in effect for 92
Yo showbiz, lets take em uptown
Word, we gonna do this right just about know, know what Im saying?
Im gonna do this

Set it off troop! get busy! (with your black ass) (repeat 4x)

I shoot and throw rhymes, get paid the whole nine
Microphone check 1, 2, yeah its showtime
I gain fame when I entertain and make shit plain
Blowing motherfuckers out the frame
Cause niggas try and diss me, mock me, knock me
Try to like copy, but motherfuckers sound sloppy
Im a hard hitter, so you figure that you rumble bigger
And when you hear me dont compare me to them other niggas
And fuck the heresay
Cause I hem a nigga up like motherfucking flare legs
And brothers thats trash I crush em fast
Straight up and down, fuck around and Ill bust that ass
Word, I serve opponents to the curb
I let you know Im not the motherfucking herb
And if you thought I was well you figured wrong
Some brothers think they can hang, but what them motherfucking niggas on?
Run son, I aint the one bum, so dial 9-1-1
If you thought you was a motherfucking dum dum
Stand back, cause I drop knowledge, son
I school more niggas than a fucking negro college fund

Set it off troop! get busy! (with your black ass) (repeat 4x)

One two yeah, and lets flip
Suckers better skip town cause Im a kick some shit now
The style they hope to get, they cant cope with this
Thats why they playing the back, taking notes and shit
They got problems just flipping poems
So whatever they smoking theyd better leave that shit alone
And yall want to play hardball talking about
Tearing shit up, man you couldnt rip a cardboard
So dont sleep cause Im a young fella
When I rain on that ass youll need more than an umbrella
Im no joke on a rap tip
Ill put my foot so far up your ass youll be sitting on my lap, shit
Im cooler than superfly
I still get the girls without a motherfucking suit and tie
I keep a hoodie and a low one
Whos down with opp? yeah, I see you when my shows done
Mess around, I flip your frown
You suckers better step, but young ladies just stick around

Set it off troop! get busy! (with your black ass) (repeat 2x)

Its like that yall, and Im a keep flowing
So showbiz keep the motherfucking beat going
Cause Im a keep doing my thang
Im straight making papes so everythings kool & the gang
Im all about cash and females with bad figures
I dont have the time to be dealing with them crab niggas
And speaking on whos bad
Ive been a bad motherfucker since niggas was wearing doo rags
It aint no puzz or a riddle, see
Motherfuckers trying to hang but they belong in the little leagues
Talking bout they can rag finesse
Shit, I smoke them niggas like a bag of cess
Wrapped up in bamboo paper
Cause every time I get the chance I always kick some brand new flavor
I can drive any child crazy
And why dont I dance? cause thats not my style, baby
Girls claim I dont excite them
If I was singing and dancing then them hoes would be I like him!
Yeah, that shit is so game
You wanna see a nigga dance then watch the motherfucking soul train
Im hardcore, Im not changing or chancing it
Im real ill with skills so fuck all that dancing shit
And while Im hanging niggas up like the son of sam
Let them other motherfuckers do the running man
Try and launch, you still couldnt harm this
Huh, Ill blow your monkey ass out the contest
On video or tv, tour bench or cd
Lp or ep, them niggas cant see me
Yeah, so dont try to get fash, clown
As quick as you come, I sit your monkey ass down
Trying to hang with the man, maybe one day fool
But for now save that praying for sunday school
Cause Im a meanace thats in this to the finish
And if I think Im all that then thats my motherfucking business
Im about to catch wreck (step to it kid)
(whos the motherfucking man? ) yall know who it is

Set it off troop! get busy! (with your black ass) (repeat 2x)