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    "Fire It Up" Lyrics

    Copywrite

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    If such a thing exists as being such a king as this
    Sluts pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist
    The rhyming vet, the livest yet
    Drop fly shit like a G-4 private jet
    Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
    Laid by the side
    Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine
    And clowns hate how I lock this down
    If they think I'm obnoxious now, wait til I pop Cristal
    Got one need, to just smoke out
    But if your weed's got one seed, the shit don't count
    Dog, you don't want us running home.
    You don't want it Holmes. If you a 'G'
    You as silent as the one in front of Gnome
    And you can love me, or you can judge me
    But dissin me's like, Beetlejuice in a cape, Super Ugly
    Trust me, I'ma shit on my foes
    And sit on my throne
    So hop off my dick and get on your own

    O-H-I-O, no place like home
    Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
    Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up
    Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

    O-H-I-O, no place like home
    Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
    Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up
    Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

    Schatz got me upchuckin in a cut buzzin
    Might spit about the same shit, but then again
    Who the fuck doesn't?!?!
    When writers fed, bite his lead, or we can fight instead
    And fuck a can, we open whoop ass by the keg
    Tell your boys to get your lame crest on
    Want to rip together? why'all can share the same headstone
    And it's rarely ever that I bury pairs together
    But I'm ruthless.
    I did it with ease like Jerry Heller
    So if you mention me,
    You fairies better levitate or jump a fence from me

    Seven eight's a heavyweight, like pregnancy
    And you can die in a coupe with dark tint
    COPY! Shoot the sky til the moon is dark red
    STOP ME! You could try, but I move at mach 10
    WATCH ME! Superfly from the booth like Clark Kent
    COPY! Doctor Strange when I'm on the ???
    The vets I roll with will put your dogs to sleep
    Puff five blunts straight to the brain
    Jakki's got one five one through a pump straight to the vein
    Sights a bit wrecked.
    I ain't even light the spliff yet
    And already my eyes are bloodshot like a crips set

    O-H-I-O, no place like home
    Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
    Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up
    Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

    O-H-I-O, no place like home
    Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
    Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up
    Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

    Y'all cats ain't never gonna advance, I'm big headed
    Got an even bigger ego for the one in my pants
    Lames hurtin.
    I aim perfect for opponent's heads
    Still in charge like a cordless phone is dead
    Only writin four bar verses now. REASON??
    Can't get past the fifth line without the crowd screamin
    Y'all don't rhyme, why'all bitch. Dick in mouth even
    Only time why'all spit's when you spittin out semen
    Hope you're ready bastards,
    My prose already classic
    And like laffy taffy I got a joke on every rapper
    You hold your own? NO YOU DON'T
    I'll let you shit first, when I start shittin the toilet overflows
    And I ain't quittin six four, dyin hittin chicks raw
    In the Hyatt on the fifth floor with her hymen splittin
    So bet the money you got MY ALBUM'S LIKE HELL!
    You don't know when it's comin but you know it's gonna be hot

    O-H-I-O, no place like home
    Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
    Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up
    Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck

    O-H-I-O, no place like home
    Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
    Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up
    Bring a bitch to the telly and get high as fuck
    This song was submitted on October 25th, 2014 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Clemon Timothy Jr. Riley, Dwayne P. Wiggins, John T. Jr. Smith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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