John Sand - Fire Starter lyrics
[John Sand - Fire Starter lyrics]
I’m gon build my world than burn
It down like flame on napalm
Just some kid from Avon and I
Write these raps with crayon
Hey john good you slow it down a bit
And make your lyrics loud for it
Yeah I’m always down to flex and
Show my mental power set
Gas leak lighter sparker
AKA a fire stater
Tryna reach my goals and if I don’t
I guess I’ll try it harder
Jumping on the track like a double Dutch rope
Bout to snap like a crack
Fiend running out of dope
I’m a youngin with the flow
To show these mainstream rappers
That been struggling with mumbling
That saying things faster
Is a benefit
And I won’t even charge man
I’ll do it for the hell
Of just improving their bars
Cause I’ll be honest the stuff
I’m hearing doesn’t show promise
I ain’t hating though
But I don’t know it kinda sounds odd
When the rappers on the radio all sound raw
In the wrong way
Like a steak that’s been flambeau’d
Cooking in the lab but on
A low setting hot plate
My bars are weapons packing heat
I’m charging up my batteries
I believe I rap elite I’m way past battling
Even if I wasn’t I’d
Destroy A rapper tragically
It’s like I assault the track the
Way that I attack a beat
Every song I write is like
A jerry can of gasoline
When grip the mic and spit a
Rhyme I spark it tactically
I’m the hardest author
Guess I’m just a fire starter
Let me stress that I’m the best
Cause my mind is sharper
It down like flame on napalm
Just some kid from Avon and I
Write these raps with crayon
Hey john good you slow it down a bit
And make your lyrics loud for it
Yeah I’m always down to flex and
Show my mental power set
Gas leak lighter sparker
AKA a fire stater
Tryna reach my goals and if I don’t
I guess I’ll try it harder
Jumping on the track like a double Dutch rope
Bout to snap like a crack
Fiend running out of dope
I’m a youngin with the flow
To show these mainstream rappers
That been struggling with mumbling
That saying things faster
Is a benefit
And I won’t even charge man
I’ll do it for the hell
Of just improving their bars
Cause I’ll be honest the stuff
I’m hearing doesn’t show promise
I ain’t hating though
But I don’t know it kinda sounds odd
When the rappers on the radio all sound raw
In the wrong way
Like a steak that’s been flambeau’d
Cooking in the lab but on
A low setting hot plate
My bars are weapons packing heat
I’m charging up my batteries
I believe I rap elite I’m way past battling
Even if I wasn’t I’d
Destroy A rapper tragically
It’s like I assault the track the
Way that I attack a beat
Every song I write is like
A jerry can of gasoline
When grip the mic and spit a
Rhyme I spark it tactically
I’m the hardest author
Guess I’m just a fire starter
Let me stress that I’m the best
Cause my mind is sharper