These dudes pissed me off so I'm blazing up
I burnt the track
It's word to Pac
J. Cole got me that
These boys ain't shit
Toss 'em in a pit
Yeah, my bros is fit
Wont see the light of day
So ain't a thing about these dudes is lit
You can hear the hate in their voice
When these boys spit
Fire
I'll be the only one to take you higher
I be in the E-Class while you still can't afford your attire
Sire. Sire
The report is dire
Blood on the leaves cause they don't even know the messiah
An you'll only get burnt if you play with fire
Fire
Running bold in the street
Cause now, you can't take the heat
But hell's Kitchen wasn't made for the weak
I'll let you stand till there's no soul in your feet
No need for dictionaries you'll know this defeat
Never one to tire but I watch them bite the dust
Patiently waiting for my bars to rust. In life
Here's hardly someone to trust
But if your that paranoid, you'd keep your eyes open from dawn to dusk
I'm never wrong but I'm known to fuss
Why you complaining?
Suck it up and just roll with us
But don't loose focus
Cause it's hocus pocus
It's dooms day and there's no way y'all could stop this
Game
I ain't the type to mention names
But you better check that language before I toss you to the flame
I'm scorching hot
I'll burn down your hood
You should have listened to me when I told you I was no good
I said I'm scorching hot
I'll burn down your hood
You should have listened to me when I told you I was no good