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killah threat - fire lyrics

album: cataclysm
upc: 859722965896
isrc: tcadj1703296
song t-tle: fire
writers: tracy moore jr, torrie crowder
artists: k!llah threat, grim guiliani, on-ssis
producer: k!llahthreat productions (ascap)
mastering: tracys mastering service
label: thoroughbred ent stl
published 11/20/2017

chorus: on-ssis & k!llah threat
fire could build a whole empire
it will fill your hearts desires
but there’s one thing we require
you think you harder than the squad then put that on somethin’
that fire could build a whole empire
it will fill your hearts desires
but there’s one thing we require
you think you harder than the squad then put that on somethin’

verse 1: k!llah threat
this is my statement you ain’t a gangsta no
you is an agent locked in my bas-m-nt oh
i am a baker go get my apr-n faux
since you are a hater face on the pavement whoa
we are the greatest we have been claiming so
you are in danger go get my banger doe
hot like its cajun this for my patrons hoe
you dudes are complacent do me a favor loc
check your demeanor as soon as you come to the post
or you’ll catch h-ll faster than those who catch the holy ghost
if you don’t comprehend, then your life i’ll have to apprehend
and leave your face on some cotton blend
you better than who, not hardly
i eat a rapper like dinner at o’ charley’s
i know the game is full of opportunist
but tell me is you dumb or is you stupid
cuz we got that

verse 2: k!llah threat
i got me a chick that’s french canadian
her p-ssy so wet it’s subterranean
she has a fur coat that’s scandinavian
and live by herself besides the pomeranian
she wanna keep the king on a short leash
so i don’t pick up the phone like i can’t speak
had to teach babygirl to get her mind right
i don’t wanna leave her behind in my hindsight
cuz a n-gga move fast i don’t slow poke
stop by the crib and now she want that back stroke
right stroke, left stroke is the best stroke
death stroke have my kids down her throat
ewwwww
her bottom set of lips make a great couple
when closed together from the front it look like moose knuckles
she like the joke and it made her chuckle
kiss on the cheek as she undo my buckle
to give me some of that

verse 3: grim guiliani
tell a b-tch what’s her fantasy
told her to hush try to explain to me
gave that b-tch a can of beans
try mobbin’ wit the team
couldn’t manage to keep it clean or in her jeans
now she swallowing for lean
gave dat b-tch a bag of speed told her turn up (turn up)
gotta zip lock full of weed told her burn up (burn up)
what chu nervous cuz my n-ggas perved up
we turn down we don’t turn up
all of the lean that i pour up
all of the loud that we fire up
got me in need of a fire truck
that one world got me wired up
not gonna lie man you should try the stuff
i got the plug the empire us
my people deep we all quite up
though the game kind of f-cked up people admire us
i’m not usually on no quite stuff
i’m really known for rippin’ sh-t up
homie dis dat

- killah threat lyrics

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