Go Off lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me, the Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really burnin and spittin flames for certain, you check
My 16 pon fire, the rap Spike Lee
Lot of multi-million dollar rapper dont like we
But they can't do sh*t cause I'm too consistent
Plus my street power not to be test, no
I put down the mac-11 make me pick it back up
I put down the 2-pound make me double back son
And get my 50-cal, oh you hear me now
See its never no peace till that piece come out
You put Prodigy up with the best I show and prove
I'm not the punchline rapper my style more smooth
No gimmicks no artificial flavor keep it 100 percent with me
You miss me

[Hook]
They say P fell off, his high-horse landed on my two feet planted on solid ground
Mobb Deep fell off, the bottom and we landed on top how we turn the world upside down
P fell off, his bullsh*t back on his good sh*t
Yeah that's what I'm talkin about
Mobb Deep fell off, the bottom and we landed on top how we turn the world upside down

[Verse 2]
The top of the dome and spit better poems than that crack that took you eight hours wrote
I'm a natural
I got you, this is what I do
I'm not a battle rapper I create albums
Underrated like Don Cheadle it's don P though
Classical like Sinatra and Hendrix we're endless
Black mafia hits that Mobb Deep sh*t
Gets deeper than rap music I told you
Them n*ggas bleed just like us you heard it here first
Rappers, they bite my lyrics and they run with my words
I just take it as a compliment it gives me confidence
It just confirms that I'm the P in this sh*t
More so than Kanye
My favorite rapper, you got T.I, Jeezy, Weezy, Santana
50, Jay-z and even maybe throw in a little Jada and Style wow
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[Verse 3]
The most infamous in New York state
I shape and mold rappers like a waffle
I spot you, and help you carry that weight
I give you couple bars on consignment
You owe me you know me
Your grandpappy these rappers my grandsons
Which make me the worlds youngest granddaddy
I sit up on my throne call me king songs
My reign at the top very long, infinite admit it
Got these haters indeed now
Know they was happy I did years in the P now
Thought I would fold up
No such luck for you bum f*cks
That's the sound of my dump truck full up
Of my reserve notes for all you turn coats
Left me for dead
I'ma kill you with success
While I resurrect live on stage I'm on tour
While you beef about sound scan and who sell more

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