frm - heat lyrics
[intro – remid]
carson moseley looks like a monkey
[kodak ultrawhite]
greasy grove, with the hoes
buy my supplements, at infowars.com/health
[pre verse: moseley]
sitting in here, iss
pen to the paper
doing my best
looking around, tryna p-ss time
i start to think, why not ryhme?
writers block, it won’t stop
freaking out, staring at the clock
don’t know what to write, this isn’t the plot
yo esteban, do you have a thought?
[talking: este]
i mean yeah, just like, write about some like fire stuff, you know what im saying bro? – like something hot? – like napalm, gasoline, hot sauce, -yeah something hot, bet bet
[verse: moseley]
okay, i’m more lit than a match inside of a light bulb
in the middle of a party with all the lights dull
i’m a fire like a blowtorch in a volcano
i’m torched like im hills brother in his durango
i’m hot like kim, minus kanye tho
hot like you got some cheetos flavored in fuego
i’m hot like the h-llish habanero that you got from your little spanish friend who’s named diego
incinerate the verse, (?) dantes inferno to h-ll you are cursed
if the songs out here sound worse than the worst, but if i kept going this flow would just burst-
your mind, its fine
i got no problems, with my ryhmes
but sadly, i’ve just
run out, of time
so i’d like to take a moment
thank you for the beat
and oh by the way the song is named heat
[verse 2: este]
you could call me stereotypical rapper
dropping panties i;m a certified trapper
straight up thug through and through
it’s pretty clear that i’m cooler than you
senior year i was committing crimes
chasing dimes throwing up gang signs
but all of that abruptly ended
when i became in school suspended
we got caught cause we filmed it on snapchat
made a fire story but some kid was a rat
he saw it and tattled to administration
causing everyone involved exasperation
we went on the roof for some entertainment
went in the teachers lounge for a little banquet
no property damage or even destruction
just a few kids throwing a lil harmless function
we got ten days in the clink
we should have gotten less, now don’t you think?
take a listen you might be surprised
at what lisd is letting slide
2 days for vape
3 days for rape
knock a chick out and then call it a date
5 days for weed
10 days for the roof
with that kind of math can you show me your proof?
he was a threat but still played the game
sniper nine out here chasing fame
we were safe didn’t cause any peril
but then again my name’s not mr. harrell
[talking: yng kodak]
bro. i can’t even do this bro, josh white thicker than his girlfriend, and dylan easterling got a big head, i can count his brain cells on my front hand, cuz marcel got the backhand im outta here
[verse 3 : lil marco]
wearing my crocs and flexing on pops
picking up thick traps in the hotbox
flexing my ice with that star wars watch
showing my kicks while im playing hopscotch
pull up to school, in my hyundai
pray i don’t get shot, on a friday
boys be jealous of my supreme belt
you already know i got a green belt
my gucci bag got so much mad heat
clout so hot girls staring on the street
august 11th, we on the roof
when the boys see this they finna oof
2 weeks ap’s laying the hammer
your girl so basic she a programmer
iss gimme lymphoma
b110 put me in a coma
so much heat no exaggeration
you’ll remember our story after graduation
[talking: moseley]
i can’t do this, just look at trystan, that’s it
[verse 4: low rain]
no folgers this a different type of coffee
hit a l!ck like the junior rotc
so much drank i need to hit that potty
what i spit out sounded just like yo gotti
i’m louder than easterling yelling
against the fire department rebelling
this story is really compelling
that’s a great word not sure on the spelling
my year hit it’s peak when micah hit the water
you see a thot, well i already got her
you’d never think that was someone’s daughter
i step in the room and it’s getting hotter
i wish that i had more to say
about iss cause that was mega g-y
we sat in there for a whole ten days
but i don’t remember cause it’s all a haze
i want to include an apology
to our boy aiden cause he is a g
the one time he decides to hang
he got locked up with the roof gang
now i’m on to better things
drank a red bull and i’ve got wings
don’t count checks but it’s time to flex
i’m always one of the top suspects
red line throw the clutch
my car, you can’t touch
cost more than your house
pull up take your spouse
rim job not my wheels
i’m still making deals
gotta line up my calendar
i’m always high caliber
your girl is looking regular
i don’t speak in metaphors
you’re not on my interval you’re on the peripheral
that first one was my best one and now you know that i’m not done, i’m spitting fire like i’m on one
an aspen is an aspen because of the way it is
my girls built like a sin curve i’m talking pre-calculus
[talking: moseley]
ay, ay-
man how do you expect me to do this when remmys facial features look like they were decided in a game of yahtzee, this dudes family tree is a family stump
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