Calm Down

[Verse 1: Big Hoodoo]
Taking off in my zone
Checking off in my groove
Mic checking my tone
Now it's time to act a fool
My words are parasitic, fuck you critics when I spit it
Hope saliva burn your retina, I'm clever in my endeavors
All ties completely severed with niggas that didn't believe in me
Jealousy breaths envy
Wanna see me die simply cause they hate to god in me
Bitch ass niggas soft out here trynna knock me off my square
No worries I have no fear
Blowed up homie, time to roam
Ice flow my speech is cold
Out the speakers to your soul
Dark preachers speaking truth
Congregation raise the roof
Domination sensing you
They trying hard to take my life so I stay locked up in the booth
Pray from evil, who's to use
I'm still hanging from that noose
Hoodoo is a narcissist, born without a pot to piss
Now I got a lock on this, y'all niggas spitting metaphors
My words for starting wars
Kick in doors, take what's yours
Cause you ain't as strong as me
Now yo shit belongs to me
Illest nigga to walk the streets
Known for how I talk on beats
Potent, leave my beef deceased
Deadly when I hold the toast
This one for the 3-1-3, I rep Detroit like it's a coast

[Chorus: Big Hoodoo]
Calm down
When I lose it I go dumb
You want drama, here it come
It's a jungle where I'm from
Bitch you better get your gun
This is Detroit, Michigan
Talking shit it get you done
Murder capital number one
Calm down
When I lose it I go dumb
You want drama, here it come
It's a jungle where I'm from
Bitch you better get your gun
This is Detroit, Michigan
Talking shit it get you done
Murder capital number one

[Verse 2: Big Hoodoo]
Yeah
Spectacular, my vernacular is slicker than the devil talking
I'm just a rebel stalking anybody out here walking
Stepping cross that gun line
All it take is one time
Then I minus you from life, turn you into poltergeists
And my aim is so precise I could shoot a grain of rice, from a hundred yards away
Never throw an interception
Live or die in my discretion
Hostile when I'm operating
My style is intoxicating
Here's a fix, I know you've been waiting
Eat a dick for all you who hating
Wicked shit that Big Hoodoo making
Hope you die from anal raping
Opposition demolition to solidify position
King Kong attitude, rolling with the League of Doom
Pledge allegiance to the hatchet
Hope you will receive a casket, bodybag 'em zip the plastic
Murdered by a heartless bastard
Roll 'em up and smoke his ashes
Get high off a pound of flesh, I was told to show no mercy
It's my home, no fly zone where niggas bloodthirsty

[Chorus: Big Hoodoo]
Calm down
When I lose it I go dumb
You want drama, here it come
It's a jungle where I'm from
Bitch you better get your gun
This is Detroit, Michigan
Talking shit it get you done
Murder capital number one
Calm down
When I lose it I go dumb
You want drama, here it come
It's a jungle where I'm from
Bitch you better get your gun
This is Detroit, Michigan
Talking shit it get you done
Murder capital number one

[Bridge: Big Hoodoo]
As we continue the legacy of the underground reign by Psychopathic Records. The wicked era of Hoodoo is upon us. The most ruthless entity. *Calm down*. I am here to rule with a iron fist, guaranteed. Watch me sprinkle dust and set the world on fire. You ready (yeah), huh?, (yeah!)

[Verse 3: Big Hoodoo]
My patience getting shorter
Your life ain't worth a quarter
Snatch a nigga by the collar or a dollar in front of his daughter
I don't think you understand it, everybody underhanded
Violent crime running rampant
We on the brink of end of days
Bitch this ain't no 8 Mile, we laying niggas face down
Not even the law can stop me, cross me catch an autopsy
Visually paralyzing, neighborhoods I'm terrorizing
Murder skills are paranormal
Feel like I might be immortal
7 Mile West Side I slide heavy lurking
In the shadows move in silence ready for the murkin'
You think I might be joking but I know what it take, that smile away
When I show up with 2 Dope and my homie Violent J

[Chorus: Big Hoodoo]
Calm down
When I lose it I go dumb
You want drama, here it come
It's a jungle where I'm from
Bitch you better get your gun
This is Detroit, Michigan
Talking shit it get you done
Murder capital number one
Calm down
When I lose it I go dumb
You want drama, here it come
It's a jungle where I'm from
Bitch you better get your gun
This is Detroit, Michigan
Talking shit it get you done
Murder capital number one

[Outro: Big Hoodoo & Steve Kroft]
Calm down

It's become harder and harder to ignore the fact that the majority of the people pulling the triggers have turned out to be severely mentally ill, not in control of their faculties, and not receiving treatment