Arsonists - Blaze lyrics
[Arsonists - Blaze lyrics]
I suggest you keep your distance
My death blow's inevitable
And your susceptible to physical injury
This music industry is full of shit
That's why I'm flipping dipping and diving
Phoney executives to keep my wins consecutive
We also got a lot of actors
Who claim they bring the drama
The only I'm getting laid out
Is with your mama, commas
Couldn't stop me
Semi-colons and hyphens when I freestyle
Two hundred words a minute
Shit speed typing, i'm hyping
And I see the light at the end of
The tunnel like one in the chamber
Ready to penetrate a stranger
I love the smell of danger
Hearing the word Arsonist ain't
Hard to figure yet
Got to stop smoking Emcees somebody
Pass me the nicorette ladies and gentleman
Put your hands together
We about to bust your melon
Crossing the map with shows, our vinyl's top
Selling, so stop telling your tales
Your acting got no character
Need more practice?
Nah, you need more stamina
The man with the intense spout
Burning up the vehicle
The battle's just me and you
(gill) , sorry, me and your crew
There's no chance so run
So when you end up getting blazed
Keep your ashes in an urn and
Make sure there being save
I keep looking into the eyes
Of my enemy's fortress
Snorkelling deep within the outskirts
Forfeiting, calling stalling rolling
Behind the backburner stomach turner
Don't test me creepy crawlers I'm yawning
Rapper's starting to bore me
Forcing me to flee upon a carnage spree
Disease type remedy for the easy see TNT
Powers that be feed upon our energy
Conceit's combine our seeds here to
Serve a good deed
For those who need intervene you bleed
I drop fakers like drapes after beat downs
Defeat clowns with street sounds
Neighbours tell me to keep the heat down in
This cheap town where fool's slip like cool
Chip this ain't no school trip
It's cruel shit like news clips
Crews strip Demi Moore style
Watch me rip through fakes, cripple flakes
Make non-believers do the triple
Take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on
The mission my pole positions got
Competitions
Mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by
Ricky's lake or Richard's bay
Rhyming with Billy Ocean or Al B Sure
Won't get you play by Joan's
Rivers I clean clothes, lyrical mean pros
Go against dream flows hope your team knows
We get around like news vans
Giving black and blues man, so who can?
Touch the man with flavours like Toucan
Blaze in a maze (scratching)
Fully equipped with a mic and a spray can
I withstand any wicked plan conjured
By a wicked man, the quicker handle
Snatch up rhyme Arsonist Q spark the
Match up the cipher's in flames
Got nothing to lose
But a whole lot to gain so I
Remain the main master of ceremonial like
Puerto Rico remains prisoner by
Colonial your half verses
Over shopped over curses couldn't phase
My basic rhyme patterns you have
You all standing in a maze
I lace the track up as if
It was my Nike air butter
The all knowing Emcees for unaware
Couldn't compare glare, I
Outshine radiant rhymes, bring light
To the subject of lyrical content
The rhythm gift is god sent
Blaze in a maze (scratching)
My death blow's inevitable
And your susceptible to physical injury
This music industry is full of shit
That's why I'm flipping dipping and diving
Phoney executives to keep my wins consecutive
We also got a lot of actors
Who claim they bring the drama
The only I'm getting laid out
Is with your mama, commas
Couldn't stop me
Semi-colons and hyphens when I freestyle
Two hundred words a minute
Shit speed typing, i'm hyping
And I see the light at the end of
The tunnel like one in the chamber
Ready to penetrate a stranger
I love the smell of danger
Hearing the word Arsonist ain't
Hard to figure yet
Got to stop smoking Emcees somebody
Pass me the nicorette ladies and gentleman
Put your hands together
We about to bust your melon
Crossing the map with shows, our vinyl's top
Selling, so stop telling your tales
Your acting got no character
Need more practice?
Nah, you need more stamina
The man with the intense spout
Burning up the vehicle
The battle's just me and you
(gill) , sorry, me and your crew
There's no chance so run
So when you end up getting blazed
Keep your ashes in an urn and
Make sure there being save
I keep looking into the eyes
Of my enemy's fortress
Snorkelling deep within the outskirts
Forfeiting, calling stalling rolling
Behind the backburner stomach turner
Don't test me creepy crawlers I'm yawning
Rapper's starting to bore me
Forcing me to flee upon a carnage spree
Disease type remedy for the easy see TNT
Powers that be feed upon our energy
Conceit's combine our seeds here to
Serve a good deed
For those who need intervene you bleed
I drop fakers like drapes after beat downs
Defeat clowns with street sounds
Neighbours tell me to keep the heat down in
This cheap town where fool's slip like cool
Chip this ain't no school trip
It's cruel shit like news clips
Crews strip Demi Moore style
Watch me rip through fakes, cripple flakes
Make non-believers do the triple
Take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on
The mission my pole positions got
Competitions
Mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by
Ricky's lake or Richard's bay
Rhyming with Billy Ocean or Al B Sure
Won't get you play by Joan's
Rivers I clean clothes, lyrical mean pros
Go against dream flows hope your team knows
We get around like news vans
Giving black and blues man, so who can?
Touch the man with flavours like Toucan
Blaze in a maze (scratching)
Fully equipped with a mic and a spray can
I withstand any wicked plan conjured
By a wicked man, the quicker handle
Snatch up rhyme Arsonist Q spark the
Match up the cipher's in flames
Got nothing to lose
But a whole lot to gain so I
Remain the main master of ceremonial like
Puerto Rico remains prisoner by
Colonial your half verses
Over shopped over curses couldn't phase
My basic rhyme patterns you have
You all standing in a maze
I lace the track up as if
It was my Nike air butter
The all knowing Emcees for unaware
Couldn't compare glare, I
Outshine radiant rhymes, bring light
To the subject of lyrical content
The rhythm gift is god sent
Blaze in a maze (scratching)