Текст песни Spitfire - Neal R

Let me speak my opinion, mind and thoughts
Battles fought, some lost in the onslaught
Caught in the crossfire, liar might toss the fire
I'll hold it still, fuckin' spitfire on your tire
Lyrical killer, action like a thriller
Show you the finger, traction is thinner
Little mister, pulling on his whiskers
Inside the net, point basket swisher
Sometimes I get in someone's business
I didn't mean it but shit gets murkiness
The future is unclear, got some blurriness
But the cash stacks thick, got some chubbiness
I'm spitting fire, so higher
Dire thirst for more, it's a vampire
"Who's that?" Oh it's another buyer
Don't give a fuck but spitting fire on the liars
The game is kinda broken
But i'm a shiny token
Looks like I took another one
This is kinda fun, trust me none
Sadly, he turned madly
Looking at that fancy caddy
He's not happy, but
That's what he wanted, blankly
Yuhh
Where the fuck am I? (Oh I'm right behind ya)
Cry about it, I'm still in the sky
MCi this shit, like hawkeye
Check this pink plane out, it's so fly
Last time
So fine
On the other, other side of world
Not giving two fucks
Out of luck, that's sucks
Cause you know homework showing up late to a potluck!
No chorus needed, one man enormous
Y'all can't fuck with me i'm a fortress
I don't run off caffeine, bitch i'm cordless
I'm monstrous, a good purchase

The waters are murky
But the skies are clear
The end is near but it ain't here
You tell me what that means
Choose your words carefully or i'ma pop you like steam
You know I at it every time
But this time I be droppin bangers
Like sanders, to my shit y'all are jammers
Hitting bars every line like I'm hammers

Pause for a moment then I wake up
Stup the cup on the stairs
Sit in my lair like I care about the tear
What you say, pay a speed fare like you mare
Hit the measure harder than a brick
Stick it, iron horse it, butter cup
Like a pup
Hop the gate over
Like I'm Slover
Slower bitch, like you ben cover
Don't let the story end there
Make em' sick to their stomach, green like a pear
Glare em' down, attack em' with a chair
The gucci has a new name, call it "The Wear"