D12 Lyrics

Album: Devils Night

Instigator Lyrics

[cut 'n scratched: "I'm an instigator" -> Swifty McVay]

 

 [Chorus: Swifty McVay]

 "I'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see?

 "I'm an instigator" - ain't nobody worse than me

 "I'm an instigator" - I'll be the first to beef

 first to squeeze, take heed to the words I speak

 "I'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see?

 "I'm an instigator" - ain't nobody worse than me

 "I'm an instigator" - I'll be the first to beef

 first to squeeze, 'til it hurts to breathe, fuck with me

 

 [Kuniva]

 I love gettin shit started

 I instigate a peace talk into a beef talk until police need chalk

 to chalk you up, have bitches walkin up

 Smackin you in your face, screamin that you talk too much

 Tell women you said you fucked 'em

 Tell the hardest nigga you said you snuck him

 Ran his pockets and stuck him

 'Til they gather in front of your crib, guns and long clips

 Laughin when they shoot at you over the wrong shit

 I lock down your block with lies that's so believable

 you'll run and grab your shotguns, glocks and nines (whattup)

 Walkin blind, excite fights until they erupt (do it!)

 Instigate my own death cause killin you ain't enough

 

 [Swifty McVay]

 I don't give a fuck if we beefin or not, I'll squeeze first

 I'ma heat up yo' spot, I'm a nigga that breathe dirt

 On these streets every day, snatchin niggaz yea

 How you bitches needin work, you can get it from McVay

 I'm dispiteful, I tie a hoe a maniacal foul animal

 liable to leave you strapped with yo' bible (fo' real)

 I'm psycho, my bullets won't fly by you

 You wanna kill me? {*explosion*} You got the right to

 Ain't gotta wait 'til night to snipe if I don't like you

 You gettin hit in broad daylight with a white rifle

 In front of yo' window I'm lookin right through

 I love when I see a nigga get stuck..

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Kon Artis]

 "I'm an instigator" - drama tends to follow me

 I know, I probably owe all of my friends apologies

 Lie to every bitch just to get her to swallow me

 Get a lobotomy nigga this one's to my arteries

 Guns are a part of me I pack more than pottery

 I oughta be jailed for depicted mockery

 Egg on fights to plot on the niggaz that shot at me

 I don't twist the truth I just make it gothic see

 I'm nothin but a liar with a big-ass mouth

 Dick and fists big enough to knock your bitch-ass out

 Got no reason to tell you the truth

 But to be honest with you I rap with him but I don't like Proof

 

 [Proof]

 Nigga fuck you, me and Swift got plans to jump you

 Type of nigga to shake your hand and stomp you

 "I'm an instigator" - convince a tenth grader

 to run up inside his classroom and leave the kids..

 Bitch wait up, this is the season

 for squeezin off triggers on niggaz for no reason

 Either jump or quit runnin your mouth

 Pull a gun out, but I use it 'til the bullets run out

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Swifty McVay]

 I throw a brick at your crib, have you standin on the porch

 screamin, "Look what you did!" I ain't feelin no remorse

 Nigga just pick up the kids, and Swift got first dibs

 with these cherry hot slugs that'll barbecue your ribs

 I'm preparin deathbeds, quick to bust lead

 while I'm starin at the Feds, tearin off they legs

 Once you drop dead they'll be swearin it's a plague

 I'm sicker than a coke rastafarian with dreads

 You get shanked if you move, ditched with no clues

 Don't put shit on yo' tape but yo' skits and interludes

 And once I finish you they wouldn't put it in the news

 I'm nuts so you hoes ain't got the GUTS to INTERVIEW

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [cut 'n scratched: "I'm an instigator" to fade]