Inspectah Deck, Trife Diesel - Fire lyrics
[Inspectah Deck, Trife Diesel - Fire lyrics]
I spit fire you go jealous
That's fire (Got the fire)
Yeah, yeah jealous
(Thats fire talk, you heard?)
New York Island, defend it
Peep the style I invented
Silencer on the 40 cal'll cramp
Your style in a minute
I'm vintage, authentic, my brain is tormented
Got the physique of a God
I was made in the Lord's image
That's word to mama, I was perfectly sculpted
Put rappers in surgery in
The infirmary posted place 'em in body bags
And leave them virtually roasted
Turn a Moe to a John Doe
I never heard of these culprit's
I'm back to being focused, reloaded
The book has been decoded
It Was Written way before Nas
And Hova even wrote it
Hear ye, hear ye, please, listen up clearly
To a King's theory that I
Got for your earpiece
And sadly I came here to
Tear beats to a shred
She say it's hard to get it
Done but it's more easily said
Rakim and Eric B, I'm now impeachin' the prez
My proposal is indecent, RIP to the feds
I spit fire you go jealous
That's fire yeah, yeah jealous
Homie, you know the squad
Fire with the coldest bars
Put us against all odds
You know we going hard
Corleone Flow, family at the table
Big dollar stacks blocking my view
Henny and Grey Goose, my main crew
Some are legit, most are straight goon
We made it through, those on my side
Are who remained true 300 Spartan hard
Yet wouldn't be called a fraud
But call me young snipes, money, train
All aboard i'm at the Smörgåsbord with two
Plates in my hand
Generale, 100 stripes I got 'em all at war
It's shady the biz
In case I get sprayed in my wig
Make sure you take care of my lady and kids
Before I conversate with the pigs and
Turn snakes to my nigs
I hold the weights and I'm taking the bid
Yeah, Salute the Don, official, we in office
Spotted on the yacht offshore
Talking with bosses
Ocean 14 type schemes to get us more rich
Out for the grit, no matter what the cost is
I spit fire you go jealous
That's fire yeah, yeah jealous
Homie, you know the squad
Fire with the coldest bars
Put us against all odds
You know we going hard
I spit fire
That's fire (Got the fire)
Yeah, yeah jealous
(Thats fire talk, you heard?)
New York Island, defend it
Peep the style I invented
Silencer on the 40 cal'll cramp
Your style in a minute
I'm vintage, authentic, my brain is tormented
Got the physique of a God
I was made in the Lord's image
That's word to mama, I was perfectly sculpted
Put rappers in surgery in
The infirmary posted place 'em in body bags
And leave them virtually roasted
Turn a Moe to a John Doe
I never heard of these culprit's
I'm back to being focused, reloaded
The book has been decoded
It Was Written way before Nas
And Hova even wrote it
Hear ye, hear ye, please, listen up clearly
To a King's theory that I
Got for your earpiece
And sadly I came here to
Tear beats to a shred
She say it's hard to get it
Done but it's more easily said
Rakim and Eric B, I'm now impeachin' the prez
My proposal is indecent, RIP to the feds
I spit fire you go jealous
That's fire yeah, yeah jealous
Homie, you know the squad
Fire with the coldest bars
Put us against all odds
You know we going hard
Corleone Flow, family at the table
Big dollar stacks blocking my view
Henny and Grey Goose, my main crew
Some are legit, most are straight goon
We made it through, those on my side
Are who remained true 300 Spartan hard
Yet wouldn't be called a fraud
But call me young snipes, money, train
All aboard i'm at the Smörgåsbord with two
Plates in my hand
Generale, 100 stripes I got 'em all at war
It's shady the biz
In case I get sprayed in my wig
Make sure you take care of my lady and kids
Before I conversate with the pigs and
Turn snakes to my nigs
I hold the weights and I'm taking the bid
Yeah, Salute the Don, official, we in office
Spotted on the yacht offshore
Talking with bosses
Ocean 14 type schemes to get us more rich
Out for the grit, no matter what the cost is
I spit fire you go jealous
That's fire yeah, yeah jealous
Homie, you know the squad
Fire with the coldest bars
Put us against all odds
You know we going hard
I spit fire