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Artist/Band: Main Source
Lyrics for Song: Set It Off
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Main Source



Set it off, set it off, set it off, set it


Set it off, set it off, set it off





[ Jay (later Jadakiss from The LOX) ]


I'm sayin 'WHAAAT?' to niggas that act like wreck


When I flash the Tec and hit a nigga in his neck


With two slugs, blood is a sign of vic


And if his bitch wannna snitch she can bite the dick


That's my word, anything goes for the hoes


I'm snatchin rings, earrings, jewels and clothes


From the ghetto, tryin to get my hands on a ki


So fuck Mike cause niggas want to be like me


They think I'm crazy, nigga, like a bag of dust


I don't listen to the fuss cause I'm tryin to bust


With the muthafuckin BM drop, 325


By the way, me and my crew, we real live


Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds


Niggas can't fuck around with the bloody words





[ Sheik (later Sheek from The LOX) ]


Aiyo, watch buckshots at midnight like I'm a fuckin crook


Do stick-up's, head north, get the cash and book


I make ends but it depends on my type of vic


If it's a dealer the Tec-9 will gun him quick


Who's to say if I want, money, and if I will


I let it rip and up close so watch a temple spill


Mad blood everywhere but who says I did it


Bullets stay caught up in my gun, they wouldn't fit it


Cause I'm blastin with a cannon every fuckin hour


22's don't work, I need the double power


Watch your back for the wall, Lox hit the street


And stay low for the stray bullets pass your meat


Mad young but I don't give a hoot


So I just pollute and kickin heads with the fuckin boot


So put your dicks up, money, or head north


Or head for the border from a squad decide to set it off





Set it off, yo, set it off (4X)


[ MC Lotto ]


I know you niggas don't want drama cause I'ma tear that ass out the frame


I was born insane and surrounded by the drug game


It ain't a damn thing changed, I still chill


With the Glock on the block tryin to make a mill


Niggas is done for fun, so don't test, son


I find a victim and stick him and move to the next one


Serial killer, but I ain't after Captain Crunch


I murdered the Brady Bunch cause I'm out to lunch


Lost my brain in the drug game, I love to do the wrong thing


I make g's from sellin ki's of cocaine


No judge can judge me, police can't touch me


Watch out, shit's about to get ugly


I got the Tec, so respect the Main Source


MC Lotto, yeah, I came to set it off





[ Shaqueen ]


Yo, watch the evil spirit rise when niggas get me fed


I slash a bitch and leave her weave up in a bloodshed


A heartless bitch with a switch givin bitches stitches


I got a backyard full of fuckin dead snitches


And plus this chicken's throwin lickings comin from the mental


No shame in my game, I'm aimin for your fuckin temple


And plus I'm comin equipped with the mad styles


The niggas I kill will go down with why'all profiles


Yeah, you bloody roughneck, my style damn good


The shit I kick is takin muthafuckas' manhood


So all that shit you plan on talkin yo, you won't be able


So watch your mouth before you catch a fist that rocks your cradle


And now you know my state of mind that I'm lettin off


And anytime that I rhyme I'm gonna set it off





Set it off, yo, set it off (4X)


[ Mikey D ]


Yo, back the fuck up before I catch a body


I'm givin niggas boxers and that's includin muthafuckin hotties


So get your pistol and your posse if you think you could stop me


I open em up like a autopsy


I got a crew of niggas waitin for the combat


If we can't get you we steppin where your mom's at


So all that rah-rah shit gotta cease, I pop my leash


If it's beef you ain't leavin in one piece


I drink a forty and I take over 40 Blocks


Niggas with Glocks give me props, they say, "Shorty rocks"


From 40 Projects to 40 acres and a mule


Knock out a 40, then I'm knockin out 40 fools


If they ever try to get with the nitwit, forget this


The hitlist and cripplin the witness


I gotta get it off when I let it off


Straight up and down, muthafuckas, I set it off





Set it off, yo, set it off (4X)


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Main Source


Main Source
"Other Songs - Main Source"


1. Diary Of A Hit Man
2. F*ck What You Think
3. Set It Off