paroles de chanson That Fire - Warrzone

MCs
Who really killin' the microphone
High as drones
Fire up the watts until the lights git blown
Huh
Who really comin' with worthy raps
Murder cats
Got them all dumbin' as if you servin' crack
That's that fire
That Jonny Blaze fire
That Dahlsim fire
That Jean Grey fire
Yow you got that fire?
Yeah I got that fire!
Well grab the mic
And show 'em that you got that fire!

It's the lyrical veteran and I'm tearin' into you rookies
When I'm speakin' it's like I'm squeezin'
And airin' you with the uzi
Now I got y'all like Oh
Now dependin' if you still waw try or just die!
The Oh - Varyin' for you pussies now
We not the same
When everybody was throwin' stones
I walk this road alone
If she dissin' then I leave that hoe alone
It don't matter I'm about my provolone
While dudes keep askin' they Ex why (XY)
Like they tryna' analyze chromosomes
My bars pound
No relations to mobile phones
If I ain't like yo' bass then I'm dialin' down ya' vocal tones
This is a (SZA) murder
I'm eager to serve ya
And when I hurt ya
It's similar to sledges slammin' down on broken bones
Now what I don't condone is dudes who like to talk the most
Thinkin' they some sorta' Sub Zero
But they don't want no Smoke
You Dragon Fly Joneses fall like dominoes
Vegetate you all
For them corny raps you Turn up with
You oughta'- choke! (Artichoke)

MCs
Who really killin' the microphone
High as drones
Fire up the watts until the lights git blown
Huh
Who really comin' with worthy raps
Murder cats
Got them all dumbin' as if you servin' crack
That's that fire
That Jonny Blaze fire
That Dahlsim fire
That Jean Grey fire
Yow you got that fire?
I got that fire!
Well grab the mic and show 'em that you got that fire!

My niggas gon' ride
My senses stay high
So who they come against
Y'all niggas gon' die
My peoples we rise
They keep a shut eye
So why
Not even try Warrzone
O'megga I and I
Yow
I bless the mic like twelve disciples
Buss like rifles
Smoke ital kill my rivals
All this unforgiven soul forbidden
Kill you in your sleep leave you bed ridden
Yow
I got that fire
Yow I got that fire
Give soul and praise Iya
Life's Desires wooh
Woooh!
Ric Flair Persona
Black Piranhas
Kill MCs
Lethal deadly traumas
Four Five anacondas
First like Obama
So who you fuckin' with
No Cappadonnas
I done the place erasin' daily dramas
Niggas coppin' bitin' styles
Decepti-commas
Like CNN at nine
I keep them honest

MCs
Who really killin' the microphone
High as drones
Fire up the watts until the lights git blown
Huh
Who really comin' with worthy raps
Murder cats
Got them all dumbin' as if you servin' crack
That's that fire
That Jonny Blaze fire
That Dahlsim fire
That Jean Grey fire
Yow you got that fire?
I got that fire!
Well grab the mic
And show 'em that you got that fire!

King o' the trenches
When shots beat niggas hop fences
Out for the cake I'm relentless
Ain't fuckin' with them fakes I don't mention
Hustlin' in the streets ain't no pension
So the stackin' is endless
Avoidin' them prisons
Watch for them henchmen
But I was taught that you never talk how you livin'
Cause many get to snitchin' never playin' their position
Thinkin' that they Jordan when they Pippen
Say less and just listen
Cause you could be sleepin' with the fishes
Cause when it comes to haters we get vicious
Makin' paper by the benches
Move the wrong way
Now you lookin' suspicious
One thing you can't afford is
Fallin' a victim
Breakin' down on the road to riches
These hoes fictitious
They move like material witness
Report back to they man where you hide the biscuit
Now you gotta switch up plans
It ain't worth it to risk it
Err

MCs
Who really killin' the microphone
High as drones
Fire up the watts until the lights git blown
Huh
Who really comin' with worthy raps
Murder cats
Got them all dumbin' as if you servin' crack
That's that fire
That Jonny Blaze fire
That Dahlsim fire
That Jean Grey fire
Yow they got that fire?
Yeah, they got that fire!
These motherfuckers got that fire!