Текст песни
I'm
bringing
heatwaves
to
the
street
Don't
sleep
Came
to
bring
a
sword
homie
Not
peace
Keep
a
cordless
mic
For
wherever
I
go
Just
in
case
you
want
beef
I'm
letting
you
know
Who
is
the
game
got
more
bars
then
Nestle
Black
like
Wesley
Snipes
Pipes
is
blessed
I'm
from
the
West
Be-lieve
The
style
is
fresh
don't
wanna
test
me
If
you
wanna
battle
me
It
might
get
messy
Yes
my
text
be
shining
like
begets
These
Cats
is
greasy
Trying
to
test
my
Testes
Trying
they
best
to
frustrate
and
press
me
Got
you
going
nuts
Cuz
you
rocking
to
the
melody
Put
me
in
the
booth
I'mma
show
you
how
to
do
it
Anything
you
want
in
life
gotta
pursue
it
Spitting
hot
fluid
see
the
crowd
moving
Losing
they
mind
when
we
doing
what
we
doing
They
keep
asking
me
what
my
passion
be
Cuz
they
seeing
that
I
rip
mics
nastily
And
I
naturally
serve
his
Majesty
But
if
you
want
to
step
to
me
That's
a
catastrophe
Music
used
to
be
about
making
a
statement
Real
MC's
now
locked
in
the
basement
Take
a
look
around
see
who
they're
replaced
with
Fakeness
spitting
that
repulsive
and
tasteless
I'mma
take
this
to
a
brand
new
Standard
Yeshua
the
King
AKA
my
commander
told
me
stand
firm
as
a
lantern
Sit
and
watch
the
track
burn
Advocate
the
lyricist
Militant
as
a
panther
Paid
my
ransom
Now
I'm
standing
as
an
oracle
Spitting
literal
Got
no
time
for
allegorical
Word
play
Words
take
action
in
the
worst
way
Subduing
listeners
to
doing
it
the
LORDS
way
All
day
everyday
Watching
homie
and
I
pray
That
his
will
be
done
and
your
life
get
a
180
change
from
Pain
and
sorrow
your
time
is
borrowed
Realize
that
no
one
is
even
promised
tomorrow
They
tried
to
ask
me
was
it
cool
when
I
bust
I
was
cool
in
the
cut
Answer
and
reply
You
a
fool
not
to
duck
I'll
touch
everything
up
in
my
periphery
Not
about
the
Benjamin's
homie
about
the
ministry
Sensing
the
hostility
Looking
past
my
ability
Divine
enablement
greatly
how
I'm
killing
the
Innuendo's
with
my
pad
and
my
pencil
Deadlier
than
deadly
You
already
see
your
end
bro
Chilling
with
my
kinfolk
Balling
now
we
been
broke
Wealth
begins
within
Repent
and
renew
your
mental
Sober
minded
so
no
time
for
sipping
Sizzurp
guzzling
Messiah's
blood
Devouring
his
Wizzord
Enemy
Pitizurbed
Broken
hearted
Encouraged
Ask
me
will
I
live
and
die
for
Christ
I
be
like
Yessir
It's
that
hot
magma
coming
out
of
my
core
Cuz
I
wanna
be
holy
and
pure.
I'm
bringing
heatwaves
to
the
street
Don't
sleep
Came
to
bring
a
sword
homie
Not
peace
Keep
a
cordless
mic
For
wherever
I
go
Just
in
case
you
want
beef
I'm
letting
you
know
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