Lyrics:
Dash got so much wood I could build me a fort
Ain't too many things I ain't done yet
I'm the king of this shit
Ground by the toilet
I'm just barley
Pillars supporting sky crumble
Sun moon the stars pour down
Rivers and oceans rush where the earth sinks
Great conflagration quenched by raging flood
the heat and the madness
You stayed so cool
I know now, baby
That I was wrong
Please come and love me
Don't try to be strong
I?ll chance your light bulb
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
Tell our self we'll fallback as soon as that money stop (oh!)
Yet heat still on ya what (and)
Dudes stand on the corner like if life passes us by
for himself, I guess we going to commercial
Get it crunk, do your thing like Camron
Pete Rock coming with heat and that's word bond
Beastin'
your sister with a guy from the crew
half-way home in the parking lot
by the look in her eyes she was givin' what she got
Once bitten twice shy,
B.H.O. run the streets, you got a problem with that
We overloaded with heat, you got a problem with that
We put fire to the beat, you got a problem with
what you don't have so far neither one's happened
But I was told by my peeps play your cards right
Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype
That
and got, socked up
You whipped out the heat and now he shot up
But police hit the street, and now you locked up
And while you in jail, she burnin the block
got my heat
You pakin' lil' 22's, we cloven g's
The home and leaving DJ crew
Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot
Now what it do, ya baby push
-A- to Cashville, G-Unit, G's up
And we talk to much heat to eva-eva freeze up (Holla!)
Keep a hammer on my waist, a banana on tha cake
I'm just happy
hear the lovers, whisper in the street
See a crowd has gathered underneath the heat
I hear what they say
But I don't believe what they say
I see
time we take two steps the crowd takes four
Lay the heat, how I come to the street, how I cut through the beef
Let me handle that, that's why you make
of these days gone be out there
It's a bitch took a ball, ball and parlay
Until we make it we mash together
Ooint seven by the nine we blast together
Will you love me in a trailer
'Til I can get up on my feet
If it's August in Arizona
Could your heart stand the heat
I could never be an actor
Lifestyle by Rasheeda
Chorus(x2)
I'm checkin out yo lifestyle
O you a trojan
I know you hopin
That you get chosen
I like em frozen
Icy with tha
got my heat
You pakin' lil' 22's, we cloven g's
The home and leaving DJ crew
Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot
Now what it do, ya baby push
wit these lame names
Knowin they don't wannat come to our side buckin brains
20 thousand cash to my nigga nigga
Kill this bitch
Heat on them leather
rappers wit a plaque rollin weed on it
Glocks and pistols on the album cover
Pointin heat in my videos, callin my enemies suckas
I was 16 wit hustler's
strike me down on time
The last verse I wrote, I burned my hand
'Cause there's only so much heat, that my hand can stand
I'm too hot to spit that, you
I had a dream last night about a firefly
She came into my room and my bed sat by
I asked at once how in the world do you burn so bright
She
Pushed the white Mercury Sable, known for holdin' heat
Pharaoh garmer marks on his feet, serpents whisper
You can smell the deceit, they greet me like
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
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