[Intro: Proof]

Shit, just thought I'd talk to y'all

And let you know that in my heart

I love you, I love all y'all

And you can only hold a great down for so long

The wool have been removed

And now I see before me my destiny that which was stolen

Many manipulate love and the fear

Turn friendship into business

And [?] ego warfare

No longer can I stand from afar

No longer can we cease to exist

With all my love I grant you loyalty

And with all my heart we shall succeed

We have no more room for failure, you hear me?

[Bridge: Proof]

D12, we about to let it go (Go)

Promatic, we about to let it (Go)

Sicknotes is about to lеt it (Go)

Detroit city we all must let it (Go) (Wе must let it go)

Rock Bottom, about to let it (Go)

Fat Killahz, you got's about to let it (Go)

J-Hill, about to let it (Go)

Detroit city we all must let it (Go) (We must let it go)

[Verse 1: Proof & Dogmatic]

You only get one shot, it's time to goodnight when this gun pop

Before my run stop, I guarantee we'll be on top

I done paid my dues, I ain't confused

Walk in my ancient shoes, modern day Langston Hughes (Hear me?)

So I take the proper manner when dealing with propaganda

Most of these fools is fruiter than Tropicana (Yeah)

They can't stop my plans up, 'Matic is frustrated (Yo!)

D12 is coming if you haven't been updated (Fo' sho')

[Verse 2: Dogmatic]

Man we upgrading to a whole new system

We build them with these bricks of Promatic prism

What Proof and 'Matic give me, diggy D-Twizzum

My dogs that got my back, yo nigga, you hear 'em

Some niggas just don't look in the mirror

At these two bad motherfuckers, look at the fear of 'em

Catch 'em in a public place, watch me peel 'em

I'ma keep giving it to 'em as long as I'm living

[Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic]

Y'all ain't going where we going (No!)

'Cause y'all ain't knowing what we knowing (Right!)

And y'all ain' flowing like we flowing (True!)

Proof's the Picture and 'Matic's the Motion (Tight!)

[Over Chorus x8: Proof]

We ain't Hollywood

[Verse 3: Dogmatic Proof]

What it be like? I rip like my weed spiked

Rappers get beat like Tina did Ike

In the back of the limo that night of their last fight

I'll bit a chunk out your chest like Fright Night

Don't think that I won't do that shit, nigga I might

Y'all lazy, y'all get laid by daylight

Don't try to play me, I spit real shit that's tight

Driving down the streets of Detroit high as a kite (Hah!)

[Verse 4: Proof]

Brilliant with mics, who think they really hot?

Max and Stone will show that they really not

We nothing but D, bring nothing but heat

There's nothing beneath my feet, there's nothing to sweep

Equally stuck on my peeps, let me touch on the beef

Proof don't give a fuck in these streets!

I got message for the Kon Artis, you know Shaun the artist

You my nigga for life, that's God's promise

[Chorus x2: Proof & Dogmatic]

Y'all ain't going where we going (Nope!)

'Cause y'all ain't knowing what we knowing (Right!)

And y'all ain' flowing like we flowing (True!)

Proof's the Picture and 'Matic's the Motion (Tight!)

[Over Chorus x16: Proof]

We ain't Hollywood

[Outro: Proof]

Yeah! This is not a diss

This is not a threat

This is a mothafucking promise!

All my promises

I promise to exist!

I promise to become!

I promise to be PROOF!

'Matic let's live baby! D12! I.F.! (To death)

Y'all ain't even listening, y'all ain't listening

This just a sneak preview, we'll be back