Lyrics Heat Rises - Ashley Deyj feat. Duane Lux

For far too long I had my head up in the sky
Survived against long odds when I was supposed to die
Shit I lived the life of pi
Stared the tiger in his eye
On some Balboa shit I'm like a tiger in disguise
A fighter on the rise
So why should you act surprised?
I felt more pain than glory in my life
That's not a lie
What makes you laugh hysterical one day will make you cry
How you know you not the best up in the game unless you try
Invest enough in Nike
Might end up in top 5's
Have more rings than worms and more dirt than germs
Put my hand up on the stove a hundred times
I love the burn
I'ma win by any means getting money my concern
So you better check like Belichick and don't be acting shady
Longevity still means a lot just look at him and Brady
Don't look at me I'm wavy
Don't talk to me I'm crazy
No dad that got to save me
I blame it on the 80's
I blame it on the 80's
No dad that got to save me
I blame it on the 80's
Yeah just blame it on the 80's

Child stars losing their cool
Rich and losing flow type moods
Crows swapping odds and ends for food
That's how they gift to get their views
He's doing numbers and getting booed
They're soft this isn't news, toilet paper pick and choose
This it?
This sad these girls can't rap
That's lack, It's called the blues
There's about to be some people sued
By dope girls you got who'd, even girls who got nudes
I asked my girl, she got prude
Heard you made one song then you got chewed
Heard you did shorty wrong then she got you
They look like they collude
Like Steve solving clues way they follow social queues
How I rap, they want to keep me under wraps
Because they froze, a lifeless fact
Irish backed liked I'm Owney with black
Ma's maiden name goal like proper
Name Butt like England but its proverb
As prophetess, I witness it as synthesis
That littleness turned to blissfulness
The bibulous harped on spitefulness
Stimulants killing saying we limitless and fuck the kids
Huh
Though frivolous the willfulness is villainous
Not instances of mindlessness but blissfulness
Brittleness, black vigilance serves the mischievous
A part of their stimulus
What an antithesis!