Sirius (Kristian Rønning) – Set It Off Lyrics

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[Verse 1: A-Lee]
Let's agree to disagree
This'll be the last time anybody misses me
Cause everybody's pissing me off
If they was me, if I was you, I'd never play it off
Lay off, you can take your day off
I can't get a boner
Cause everbody boned her
She be wondering why people treat her like a ho, huh
As we getting older
Every rapper looking for jobs, know when it's over
Tell me, how you holding up?
You ain't no Juelz Santana
Drop the fucking bandana
You'se a rip off of every single rip off
I came here to kick off the game then I let off
That's how you bitches know my name, I'mma set it off

[Hook]
This ain't just another song
This is where you know it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on
I'mma set it off
This is what you waiting for
Yeah, what you waiting for
It's on, it's on, it's on
I'mma set it off
It's on, it's on, it's on
I'mma set it off
I'ts on, it's on, it's on
This is what you waiting for
Yeah, what you waiting for
It's on, it's on, it's on
I'mma set it off

[Verse 2: Jae-R]
Look, who you know that do it better than young Jae, son?
I rip it like Freddy Krueger with the mask of Jason
I'm the face of this city, the city's faceless
When I'm outta town, ha ha, I'm amazing
Who's the best? You decide
I spit truth then the booth gets fried
Burn it down; suicide
You ain't gotta ask, who am I
Just admire us great winners
I eat competition, my heart cold as Tigerstate winters
Welcome, now enter
I brought all the king's men along with me
Cause this is chess, not checkers
That would be reason your queen respects us
At the time of successes arrival expect us
Architect flow, I'm bringing new designs
Give me a coupe with no roof, that new reside
It's now or never, baby, it's do or die
Then bet your whole life, I won't lose this time

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sirius]
Radio don't play me, yo
But it's okay, I won't stay for long
I'mma go ahead put a bullet in my head
Cause these motherfuckers don't even care
I suppose we don't impress you
I suppose we don't have a clue
I suppose you do better than us
Please don't speak 'till you see my shoes
I don't play no peek-a-boo
And I don't beef, I'm eating you
I don't see a reason why the fuck I'd even speak to you
I don't fall to the level of a loser, I'm the one that put them there
Don't expect retaliation, you're already under me
Understand I'm underrated, wonder why they still don't get it
Under pressure, under stress, you're still getting dominated
I'm sick of rappers, and I'm sick of rap too
Cause everybody in the game don't got a face, they got two
But before I go I gotta let you know
That I'm colder than snow hitting eskimoes
And I will not take your shit anymore
If talk I'mma turn it into vegetables
This kid has had enough of it all
But I still pump back and sicker than y'all
And I will not try to keep my karma
I'm a stick of dynamite, set me off

[Hook]


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