Lyrics Burnin' Toasts - FG

Fuck this shit
Ok
3, 2, 1 Go
(Pills!)
Toasts on fire, I'm the king
Arrive hell in the world, forests ablaze
Metal walls roast slices of bread-uh
The sear crust on the floor
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
Toasts on fire, I'm the king
Arrive hell in the world, forests ablaze
Metal walls roast slices of bread-uh
The sear crust on the floor
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
Yeah
I'm finna be the illest spitter
A bloodthirsty psycho killer
Bitch, suck my cock hyao
Knock at my door
A flood of mumbles
I'm shocked
On your rap sheet, Chicago (What?)
Confused?
My Italian humor at the top
They're throwing roses to my feet or what?
Guess what is comin'
The hottest lyrics is comin' to your ass like a shot
I don't think that I'm blowin' up
But I'm fuckin' shinin' and brightenin'
I'm fightin' to get me on spotlights
Cuz here is pitch dark since my grandma died
And I cried at her funeral
But I'm feelin' like a criminal because
I have to murder some bitches with my lyrical miracle
Oh shit!
Something is burning!
Toasts on fire, I'm the king
Arrive hell in the world, forests ablaze
Metal walls roast slices of bread-uh
The sear crust on the floor
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
Toasts on fire, I'm the king
Arrive hell in the world, forests ablaze
Metal walls roast slices of bread-uh
The sear crust on the floor
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
Bitch, what should I say?
I hate everyone who judges too soon
They're sayin' that armed with a spoon you can't harm anyone
They don't know
That with a word can obliterate their self-esteem in one second
His doom has come to your face
He's running scared (Autism?)
Fucking faggot, red beam on him (I diss 'em)
Seems like I'm the only one can be the black sheep
But I'm feelin' lonely
Toasts on fire, I'm the king
Arrive hell in the world, forests ablaze
Metal walls roast slices of bread-uh
The sear crust on the floor
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
Toasts on fire, I'm the king
Arrive hell in the world, forests ablaze
Metal walls roast slices of bread-uh
The sear crust on the floor
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
Am I wastin' my time with this Hip-Hop thing?
I got some shit on my motherfucking chest to spit
Connectin' words with rhymes, wordplay
This is the rap I want
Welcome to my world
Cookin' my art
Come back after a short break
Bitch, I shook 'em, speechless
And then I'm gonna say kek
J&M is spectatin' me to see how I stuck 'em
Can you catch me or you can't?
Oh wait, M-A-T-H-I-A-S on the mic
I wrote it, so you can spell my name correctly
Now I can tell I burned the goddamn toasts
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
I'm fucking burnin' toasts
I'm fucking burnin' toasts