Chords for Set It Off

Let it roll, get bold, I just can't hold back a fold
Cause I'm a man with soul and control and effects
So what the heck, rock the discotechs and this groove is what's next
Attack, react, exact, I'm mad, I move ya with
A strong song as long as it's groove to this
I keep the crowd loud when ya hype
Do damage on stage and into the mic
As I shoot the give em' seeds, they're sick
While my rhyme sticks to ya like skippy and shit
Feel my blood fit on my death kiss
The rap solo with, [D] you don't want none of this
[B] Supremeness, error, I reign with terror
When I grab the mic, believe you're gonna hear her
Fascinate rhyme as I enchant them
So let's all sing the big daddy anthem
Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro
I entertain the gain and cane, I never have no problem
I can sneeze, nipple, or cough
Even if I stutter, I will still come off
Cause rappers can't understand the mics I rip
They sure enough ain't a grip, that's why they got flip
But my apparatus is [N] up to status
Don't ask who's baddest, of course that is
I make a break, I take all my rhymes, gank the head
Put it to bed, so I can set
Play the bass for the hype and rearrange the tone
I take a loss and be forced into danger zone
Cause I can ill and kill as well
Teaching a skill that's real, you know thrill
So just stand still and chill as I fill
Signs I drill until my rhymes fill
You head up, don't even get up
The DJ is sneaking, so just shut up
I can't hold back _ _ _
I set it off
I can't hold back _ _ _
I set it off
I can't hold back _ _ _
I set it off
I can't hold back _ _ _
Now break _ loose _ _ _ _
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Rappers take a step back, cause you will soon regret that
You ever had to confront me and you can bet that
I come correct, perfect, and full of feck
Disconnect, [B] dissect, eject, and zyvec
Shop, stand in command with the clan
Caravan or van, we go man for man
And without further ado or any delay
Minutes will see us, we say, [C] call in the DJ
Mad money, merged with the triple F
Smooth as lava, keys on my flattop
Tread, school lover, my brother, rap lover, the other
Jamming to the groove so loud, the words just fall to the floor
And endure, just [N] for yours, and as yours
As the microphone's large, proceed to get bored
Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic, I get dramatic
And rhymes start flowing automatically for me
So don't slay me or pay me with ass who's spaff
You better slay me
I'm still a subject and see it's heading north
And if you still want some, set it off
For you, Sikouf is just a wish and a hope
And if you are what you eat, then feed me jokes
Cause I'm still about to flow with jokes and shit
Ultimate, legit, pain is a perfect fit
The king of my kingdom, completing a cypher
The lyrics I've wrote them, keep the ground hyper
As I release the map, repeat the groove
We'll never cease until change sets in
Hey, yo, my bro, yo, hit it
Big Daddy pain's about to come with it
Cause I can't hold it back _ _
_ Set it off
Set _ _ _ _ it off _ _ _ _
_ Set it off _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ now just go say what's up to my man Bot
Can't forget D, this goes out to
Hawk, Dog, Pig
_ Miami, Slop
And of course my man Big Chop
AD Money, Neal
To my man KK
[B] Von Jeter, G Smooth
I'm wet, can't forget Jam
Footloose and low-k
To my man Mont, Steve
G, [C] Mark, Howard Logie, [B] Cheely
And the whole property from the jungle
To my man Jamel from Queens
I'm calling from the unknown as Ant Live
Federal B, _ 7N3
Frank Nettie, Ike O [Eb]'Thone
[F] Mel Guarnas, [N] Shabazz
The whole Brooklyn party, blase, blase
And may I send this out to the one known as AJ Fresh
Peace, my brother
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