Blaze Lyrics - Singles - Arsonists

(Verse 1) 

Freestyle: 

I SUGGEST YOU KEEP YOUR DISTANCE 

MY DEATH BLOW'S INEVITABLE, AND YOURE SUSCEPTIBLE TO PHYSICAL INJURY, THIS MUSIC INDUSTRY IS FULL OF &*^%, 

THAT'S WHY I'M FLIPPIN' 

DIPPIN' AND DIVIN' 

PHONEY EXECUTIVES TO KEEP MY WINS CONSECUTIVE, WE ALSO GOT ALOT OF ACTORS WHO CLAIM THEY BRING THE DRAMA 

THE ONLY I'M GETTIN' LAID OUT 

IS WITH YOUR MAMA, COMMAS 

COULDN'T STOP ME, SEMI-COLONS AND HYPHENS WHEN I FREESTYLE 

TWO HUNDRED WORDS A MINUTE, ^&%* SPEED TYPIN', I'M HYPE 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, HEARIN' THE WORD ARSONIST AIN'T HARD TO FIGURE YET 

GOTTA STOP SMOKIN' EMCEES 

SOMEBODY PASS ME THE NICORETTE 

(Verse 2) 

Swel: 

PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER, WE 'BOUT TO BUST YOUR MELON, CROSSIN' THE MAP WITH SHOWS, OUR VINYLS TOP SELLIN', SO STOP 

TELLIN' YOUR TALES, YOUR ACTIN' GOT NO CHARACTER 

NEED MORE PRACTICE? 

NA, YOU NEED MORE STAMINA 

THE MAN WITH THE 

INTENSE SPOUT, BURNIN' UP THE VEHICLE, THE BATTLE'S JUST ME AND YOU 

SORRY, ME AND YOUR CREW 

THERE'S NO WHERE TO RUN, SO WHEN YOU END UP GETTIN' BLAZED, PUT YOUR ASHES IN AN URN AND MAKE SURE THEY'RE BEING SAVE 

(Verse 3) 

Jise: 

I KEEP LOOKIN' INTO THE EYES OF MY ENEMY'S FORTRESS, SNORKELIN' 

DEEP WITHIN THE OUTSKIRTS; FORFEITIN', CALLIN', STALLIN' 

ROLLIN' BEHIND THE BACKBURNER; STOMACH TURNER, DON'T TEST ME 

CREEPY CRAWLERS I'M YAWNING, RAPPER'S REALLY STARTIN' TO BORE ME 

FORCIN' ME TO FLEE UPON A CARNAGE SPREE, SEE TYPE REMEDY FOR THE 

TNT 

POWERS THAT BE 

FEED UPON OUR ENERGY, CONCEIT COMBINE OUR SEEDS 

HERE TO SERVE A GOOD DEED 

FOR THOSE WHO NEED 

INTERVENE YOU BLEED 

(Verse 5) 

D-Stroy: 

I DROP FAKERS LIKE DRAPES AFTER BEATDOWNS, DEFEAT CLOWNS WITH STREET SOUNDS 

NEIGHBORS 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 SOME CRUEL #%$! 

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 POSITION'S GOT COMPETITION'S 

MAMA WISHIN 

THEY'RE STUCK TO FISHIN' BY RICKI'S LAKE 

OR RICHARD'S BAY, RHYMIN' 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 

GIVIN' BLACK AND BLUES MAN, SO WHO CAN 

TOUCH THE MAN WITH FLAVORS LIKE TOUCAN