Copywrite - Fire it Up lyrics
[Copywrite - Fire it Up lyrics]
If such a thing exists as being
Such a king as this
Sluts pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist
The rhyming vet, the livest yet
Drop fly shit like a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Layed by the side
Oh you out of bullets? Here
Take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock this down
If they think I'm obnoxious now
Wait til I pop Cristal
Got one need, to just smoke out
But, if your weed's got one seed
The shit don't count
Dog, you don't want us running home
You don't want it Holmes if you a 'G'
Well silent is the one in front of Gnome
And you can love me, or you can judge me
But dissin me's like, Beetlejuice in a cape
Super Ugly trust me, I'mma shit on my foes
And sit on my throne
So hop off my dick and get on your own
O-H-IO, no place like home
Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
Roll it up light it up fire it up
Bring a bitch to the telly
And get high as fuck
Straight shots got me upchuckin
In a cut buzzin
Might spit about the same shit
But then again who the fuck doesn't?!
When writers fed, bite this lead
Or we can fight instead
And fuck a can, we open whoop ass by the keg
Tell your boys to get your lame crest on
Wanna rip together? Y'all can
Share the same headstone
And it's rarely ever that
I bury pairs together but, I'm ruthless
I did it with ease like Jerry Heller
So if you mention me
You fairies better levitate or jump
A fence from me
Seven eight's a heavyweight, like pregnancy
And you can die in a coupe with dark tint
COPY! Shoot the sky til the moon is dark red
STOP ME! You could try, but I move at mach 10
WATCH ME! Superfly from the
Booth like Clark Kent
COCKY! Doc Strange when I'm on the creep
The vets I roll with will
Put your dogs to sleep
Puff five blunts straight to the brain
Jakki's got one five one through a
Pump straight to the vein
Sights a bit wrecked
I ain't even light the spliff yet
And already my eyes are bloodshot
Like a crip' set
Y'all cats ain't never gonna advance
I'm big headed got an even bigger ego for
The one in my pants lames hurtin
I aim perfect for opponent's heads
Still in charge like a
Cordless phone that's dead
Only writin four bar verses now rEASON?
Can't get past the fifth line
Without the crowd screamin
Y'all don't rhyme
Y'all bitch dick in mouth even
Only time y'all spit's when
You spittin out semen
Hope you're ready bastards
My quotes already classic
And like laffy taffy I got
A joke on every rapper
You hold your own? NO YOU DON'T
I'll let you shit first
When I start shittin the toilet overflows
And I ain't quittin, 6'4''
Giant hittin chicks raw
In the Hyatt on the fifth
Floor with her hymen splittin
So bet the money you got
My album's like hell!
You don't know when it's comin but
You know it's gonna be HOT!
Such a king as this
Sluts pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist
The rhyming vet, the livest yet
Drop fly shit like a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Layed by the side
Oh you out of bullets? Here
Take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock this down
If they think I'm obnoxious now
Wait til I pop Cristal
Got one need, to just smoke out
But, if your weed's got one seed
The shit don't count
Dog, you don't want us running home
You don't want it Holmes if you a 'G'
Well silent is the one in front of Gnome
And you can love me, or you can judge me
But dissin me's like, Beetlejuice in a cape
Super Ugly trust me, I'mma shit on my foes
And sit on my throne
So hop off my dick and get on your own
O-H-IO, no place like home
Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
Roll it up light it up fire it up
Bring a bitch to the telly
And get high as fuck
Straight shots got me upchuckin
In a cut buzzin
Might spit about the same shit
But then again who the fuck doesn't?!
When writers fed, bite this lead
Or we can fight instead
And fuck a can, we open whoop ass by the keg
Tell your boys to get your lame crest on
Wanna rip together? Y'all can
Share the same headstone
And it's rarely ever that
I bury pairs together but, I'm ruthless
I did it with ease like Jerry Heller
So if you mention me
You fairies better levitate or jump
A fence from me
Seven eight's a heavyweight, like pregnancy
And you can die in a coupe with dark tint
COPY! Shoot the sky til the moon is dark red
STOP ME! You could try, but I move at mach 10
WATCH ME! Superfly from the
Booth like Clark Kent
COCKY! Doc Strange when I'm on the creep
The vets I roll with will
Put your dogs to sleep
Puff five blunts straight to the brain
Jakki's got one five one through a
Pump straight to the vein
Sights a bit wrecked
I ain't even light the spliff yet
And already my eyes are bloodshot
Like a crip' set
Y'all cats ain't never gonna advance
I'm big headed got an even bigger ego for
The one in my pants lames hurtin
I aim perfect for opponent's heads
Still in charge like a
Cordless phone that's dead
Only writin four bar verses now rEASON?
Can't get past the fifth line
Without the crowd screamin
Y'all don't rhyme
Y'all bitch dick in mouth even
Only time y'all spit's when
You spittin out semen
Hope you're ready bastards
My quotes already classic
And like laffy taffy I got
A joke on every rapper
You hold your own? NO YOU DON'T
I'll let you shit first
When I start shittin the toilet overflows
And I ain't quittin, 6'4''
Giant hittin chicks raw
In the Hyatt on the fifth
Floor with her hymen splittin
So bet the money you got
My album's like hell!
You don't know when it's comin but
You know it's gonna be HOT!