"FireSpitter"

(Verse 1)
I'm a FireSpitter I'm an ill nigga
I'm all that to these lil' niggas
Your song burnt with a Top verse
You'll rethink putting me first
Fans will have your feeelings hurt
Sayin' "on your track that you were merked"
What can i say? I ain't do it on purp'
I just put my skills to work
Ma gave birth to a flame thrower
Next in line to J-Hova
I'm Charizard out the Pokeball
I'll burn ya squad that's game over
All ya lames should move over
On the court the coach told ya
Hit the bench Top got next
Might as well pull on yo' pullover
'Cause I'm in to win it I dont play it timid
If we're down by ten with one minute
I'll close that gap we'll get it
Im living with no inhibition yeah I leave all that to the bitches
I'mma set this stage on fire with lyrics
Like the guitar of Jimi Hendrix

(Chorus)
I'm a F.I.R.E.S.P.I.T.T.E.R.
I go hard. Go hard. Go hard. Go hard.
I'm a F.I.R.E.S.P.I.T.T.E.R.
I go hard. Go hard. Go hard. Go hard.

(Verse 2)
I got that heat rock like Pete Rock in his prime when his beats knocked
I get better on each drop you niggas wish I did stop
But I will not 'cause I got more in stock like clothes shop
I can't sell out or close shop when these hoes demand more Top
Fuck it! Give it to 'em
They want heat? Let's bring it to 'em
Yeah, I'll speak to 'em as long as I'm paid and Brad is producing
I've done what you'll think of doin'
Before your pape' has ink into 'em
Nothing I say needs proving my track record speaks to 'em
Yeah, fireballs I got 'em all, nigga, check my catalogue
Mixtape, album, whatever they called
It's Pokemon: you gotta get 'em all
I Spit fire on every song, nigga, call my Dylon
Top five dead or alive and in hell I'd reign as king of all

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(Verse 3)
Do the knowledge plate tectonics and rockets got this common:
Heat moves them that's ironic I move crowds
When I be rockin
Yeah, hottest nigga walking or talking beg your pardon
If an inferno I'm sparking if ur 'round me and farting
Insane all 6s and 7s in my brain
The flames Hades contains
Can't tame how I'm searing the game
Lame marketers say they can't market me, man
Fuck 'em then I'll target them by branding my name in their brains
Pick a lane I'll scorch you out it
Hot as me? I highly doubt it
I'm a volcano when I erupt I leave the sky clouded
My motives aren't shrouded
I'm tryna spit 'til surrounded by a Ring of Fire
And got a stash of Johnny Cash

(Chorus)