[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?

[Chorus 1: 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, [?] never 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 n***a, you hear 'em
Some n***as just don't look in the mirror
At these those 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 2 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, n***a 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 n***a for life, that's God promise

[Chorus 2 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 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