Tear Dis Place Up (Clean)

[Intro: Dogmatic]
What?!

[Verse 1: Dogmatic]
Yo, I'm the first killer to come and the last to leave
First dude to pull a Dillinger from under my sleeve
Take it out and take out about 10 MC's
Run they cheese, now I'm rolling chrome on these
Yo bro please, Dogmatic party with these
Freak ******* but I don't want no parts of disease
So I strap up my Jimmy and put Remy in me
VIP in the back of Chocolate City
THC all in my pee, I’m blazed up
151 Proof in Proof's cup
We sparking blunts, smacking tricks on the butt in the club, punk!
'Cause the owner know what's up
Get roughed up! If I said "Detroit What!"
Killers smoke up, smash liquor out ya cup
Get ya throat cut, straight flipping chairs over
D-Matic and D12 in a Rangе Rover

[Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic]
Stomp them bouncers in this bar! Wе will Tear Dis Place Up!
Bug them broads and them cars! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Duck the law and the vice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Run yo' life and your ice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!

[Verse 2: Proof]
There's a seed to be born that's evil, deceitfully scorned
Is your people informed? They need to be warned
Read on my arm D12 hitting weed in a bong
That'll stuff you until your breathing is gone
Your moms scream "Leave him alone"
Show up at your gravesite and pee on your stone
Imagine your pastor, what you think the mag is fo'?
Is when I blast yo' little afro
Was bucking as a freshman in my D-Dot days
Back when this player Head was E not Cage
Run up in your club, put a gun up in your mug
Hot slugs that dug through your stomach and your lungs
With Dogmatic, say it backwards without the T
See I am God, throughout the D
Just hear my name "Proof" will run piss down your leg
Grab a bottle and bust a bouncer's head

[Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic]
Stomp them bouncers in this bar! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Bug them broads and them cars! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Duck the law and the vice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Run yo' life and your ice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!

[Verse 3: Dogmatic]
One, Two, Three and to the Fo'
Me and Big Proof chipped your tooth at the show
Flipping over tables spilling Henny 'n Mo

[Verse 4: Proof & Dogmatic]
We krunk that's why you freaks be loving us doe ! (What!)
Ready to buck, with the pettiest thug
"He live as hell", you said that it was
Hit his head with the slugs, he bled his blood

[Verse 5: Dogmatic]
You be a dead-ass player in a dead-ass club
Dudey what's up? Detroit taking thangs over
Crunching through the industry like a bulldozer
We the new school fool, my hot hits colder

[Verse 6: Proof & Dogmatic]
We muscle punks for big faces and fold 'em over
I'm Sicknoted, a raw savage
Put champagne bottles to y'all cabbage (What!)
Which one of y'all thugs wanna cause static
With Big Proof and that fool? (Dogmatic!)

[Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic]
Stomp them bouncers in this bar! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Bug them broads and them cars! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Duck the law and the vice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!
Run yo' life and your ice! We will Tear Dis Place Up!