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kutt calhoun - bring the flame lyrics

[intro: krizz kaliko i kutt calhoun]
born a liquid expandin’ vicious explosion (yeah)
and you gotta know that when dealin’ with b.l.e.v.e. it’s more than justified (yeah)
more than just the flames but a way of life (yes)
bound together by motherf+ckers that’s known to break ’em off somethin’
give it to me

[chorus: kutt calhoun]
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game

[verse 1: kutt calhoun i krizz kaliko]
for the record i’m bringin’ (flames!)
a new dog in the streets is warm and loose
that broke away from his leash
and you p+ssies are gettin’ de+poed, i’m chargin’ the weak
for you industry n+gga f+ck+ups, i’m all in the streets
with a [?] tootin’ my [?] up, deuce smoothin’ the roof up
throw in the towel n+gga if you get that lucky
i waited for punks to screw sum’n, finally got my loot up (it’s war)
’cause now you can catch some get back from me (n+ggas)
your crew speakin’ that trash, get too deep in that ass
your two t++th in the grass from a two piece (and)
it’s new beef in the stash, we flamed up in the staff
and jab like penitentiary’s too sweet
one of the last to fight with a gun in my waist
old+spirited like my pop back in the rumblin’ days
i’ma burn you with somethin’ new and instead of the same flames
when the storm clears, it’s on, ’cause n+gga the rain came
[chorus: kutt calhoun]
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy

[verse 2: kutt calhoun]
when it’s over it’s not over, you thinkin’ it’s all closure
that’s probably the reason why you were caught when you’re not sober
far from a black soldier, more like a block boulder
’cause all you do is sit on the block, and you watch polars
a deuce n+gga’s out for the beef and it’s not polish
and a deuce n+gga’s out in the streets ’til the cops notice
it’s a cold game, off in this world if you’re not cold, it
the big sharks, most of you n+ggas remain goldfish
get smart, ’cause none of you dumb n+ggas can hold this
you get popped ’cause some of you young n+ggas get bold
it’s a big part to play in this, run if you ain’t molded
’cause big hearts’ll spray you for fun, the game’s soulless
it ain’t no in and out or around, that’s okie+doke sh+t
you woopty+woop around in the show me, you get your throat slit
i’m from the town where k!ller clowns wobble the mo
city of fountains, might get found in one, floatin’
[chorus: kutt calhoun]
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy

[verse 3: kutt calhoun]
if this industry don’t accept me, it’s back to the red+raggin’
and square baggage to fill up with dope, in the chev’, draggin’ my head
raggin’, and eatin’ some soap, but instead havin’
a lead magnum built with a scope, for the head taggin’
i said rappin’ll be my new dope, but i can’t hack it
and fed baggage with doin’ some time for a dead f+ggot
i dread havin’ to wake up and leavin’ the lead cabin
so [?] is not bein’ rolled, it’s sped at ya
with snake in the back tat’s, we takin’ this rap back
from the crips, and give it back to the bloods, who rap pack
you n+ggas don’t get it twisted, the love is past that
i gotta offer somethin’ new to the system and that’s that
if i’m f+ckin’ your mind up it’s because of the rhyme bust
that’s from the middle of the map, it ain’t hard to find us
i came to give all of you n+ggas a message: “your time’s up”
with a package that’s sealed, stamped, delivered and signed “kutt”, n+gga
[chorus: kutt calhoun]
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy
(i came to bring the flames!)
hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell ’em
(i came to bring the pain!)
kutt calhoun and it’s b.l.e.v.e. settin’ fire to this washed up game, boy

[outro: krizz kaliko]
flames!

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