Lyrics:
Light the Fire by Dahi Divine & Carlos Castelblanch
Who are you to doubt
I’m out here working on a classic nigga
Roll up in the stu another smash hit
(pussy lil' bitch)
If you my nigga, then I'm yo' killer
Nobody gon' play with you when I'm with you
I ain't gon' lie, son, since you left my side, got
Tattoos real with "God's Son" across the belly
The boss of rap, you saw me in "Belly" with thoughts like that
To take it back to Africa, I did it with
think they can't be outdone
Well put your thoughts together and put out a decent album
The outcome
You out son
Shut up and live it out dumb
Got 5
loud six feet my ego grow
Shawty grip it both hands letting off my eagle low
Bust it back and forth there's no remorse
I win of course I'm in
You
love - roll back
Cop my first gold plaque, soon as my man blew
Still spittin' the fly, hits you can't do nigga
You ain't gainin', you game in, barely
bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin'
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for
trashed
Trashed by my own
Trashed by people who feel that they're wronged
Mad at the fact that no amount of a song
Can bring any of their Son's home
Can
dictionary lacks an adjective to fit me
If he want my album tell him not to fuck with A-T-A-K
He was hatin' and Slug told the bitch to send my tapes back
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
(C-Sick)
Uh, soon as you here this verse, I'm out the record deal
They cheated twelve albums, four years, and that's a record still
Head
album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who's
Tattoos real with "God's Son" across the belly
The boss of rap, you saw me in "Belly" with thoughts like that
To take it back to Africa, I did it with
I'm from a city they call Tallahassee
Yeah, Leon county what's happening
Get finessed by your best friend
Yeah that's tragic
That's why I'm rolling
[Yukmouth]
Lord I sacrifice my life
Just to bring my mama back to life
Just to bring my father back to life
Just to bring my potnas back to life
My father
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
wasted
Niggas love tryna put my back where the walls facin'
Big body frames, wasn't into car racin'
Me and Chubbs drive by, shorty heart racin'
I
back to the hood and I see the same niggas outside on the street
You don’t respect yourself
Or whoever your tryna be it’s time to leave
Ian does it
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run, boy)
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
energy
If it's too early in the morning for you I feel bad for you son
I got 99 Problems and I'm ready for each and every one
I'm coming back for the 2nd
Crystal's single
Bonnie's broke and her niggas too (ha)
I can do bad by myself
Went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to plenty ass bitches
Can't
your gun, it get urgent like heat warning. He just had a son, he went to school but he dropped out because he died by 21. Why Gerardo get shot down like
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