Tony Touch, Flipmode Squad - Set it On Fire letra de (lyrics)

Rock Marcy, so stop spreddin out malarchy
My rap anarchy
Blaze more wigs than Barbara Sharpsee
I'm a freakers army? Savage ya
Type, like Chaka Zulo, papi chulo
Not to be sulo, wilder than Kujo
You actin fool yo
Come on, swing 'em like a two-way
Back to school
Rulership shit, bring them the
Newest, Tony Touch 'em, i fuck 'em
This fool, who can fuck with his dude
Check what the butler, I cut his ass up
Somethin disgusting kid
My custom is, government cheese
Chumpin them steez
Who's a monkey wrench, jumpin
Machines get in between, so it seem
It'll only cause a moment of scream
The super seed what I be sayin is
Like a king on his knees i never fall


Cuz the ring on my paw plead forgiveness
Loot for rightness, superstitious
Bazooka hit his ass out
Break a suspicious, three sixes of cum
Anti religious, kill em off on the first try

Flipmode Squad, there is none higher
You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah
We won't stop rockin, until we retire
Let's blow the spot and set
The muthafucka on fire

Aiyo let's turn the heat up
(and set it on fire)
Let's bring the noise my nigga
(and set it on fire)
And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do
(and set it on fire)
Go get the gas and the matches
(and set it on fire)

Ya niggas in the game, ya ain't go no press
Yo I go to Hillside and cop a V from Less
Me and Flip on the lot, in the green GS
Leathers is out, rims yo they be BS
TV's in the dash, watchin CBS
Later on watch the Knicks on TBS
Rampage I'm the nigga, no second guess
Yo my beeper goes off
It's them shorties from out West
Call them back, hit them off on street jack
I let 'em know
How this real nigga polly that
I'm in my car yo, them honies in the Pontiac
How I dress, how I hustle
Where the money at?
They love my rings, my watch
How I flooded that put that on my eggs and
Toast and just butter that
Flipmode, Tony Touch, son double that
Fuck around, shit gon double plat'


Analyze the flavor, we bout to blaze ya
Every move is major major paper
Office space up in the skyscraper
Niggas on my crew dick, and need to get down
Frown, from when your crew was
Just a major let down
Official, sparkerly clear just like
A glass crystal blast a pistol
That's when ya start to
Hear my missile whistle
Jesus, pledge of allegiance to
The sole prestigious
With the antitote to make ya
Wanna bust ya heaters release this
I hope ya know that we about to freak this
Fuck discreteness
Analyze every nigga weakness
Cut ya face up, then fuck the place up
Pass the L, without the coca lace up
Let's pick the pace up
Stick the place up, then shake up
Then click ya base up wrong move
We puncture everything from ya waist up
Blow the space up, while ya gaspin off ransom
Then get the dough and put
An expansion on my mansion

First and only female here
To play my position
Make it hotter than the projects
With no air conditioning
Honey petite, walk around with the screwface
Dip from the whip, on down to my shoelace
Can't see us, mommy sippin San Greas
Shotgun style will open up ya pancreas
Puff remix, hittin sponsor for free kicks
Bootleg ya shit with me spittin on the remix
Type shit like doin shows with a blind fold
Voicey Q will blow a circuit out ya console
Fuckin wit how I spit, ain't gonna paper
Black hoody tight wit a teeny bit of makeup
No need to brag, my legislate speak
Nine nine dig the time to
Shine like Memph Bleek
Crown and half sheet, my white label leak
Tellin MC's to count eight
Weeks and say peace


Ok, you wanna make a million fuckin dollars?
Ok, I tell Tony Touch to
Put out a fuckin mixtape
A mill here, a mill there
In fuckin 10 years, we fuckin
Buy this whole fuckin place, puto