V: I'm the underground jump around gun em down pa, beat your mother down, cousin, I'm a fucking outlaw, got em ducking when I come around drunken southpaw/ … ox come and cut your frowns off, clown y'all/ it's L-O-C … that's O.G. … been doin this ‘03/ … I'm doing dirt, you heard, that's baritone, I keep it low key/ … you really bout survival? Better hold your bible closely/ … I'm gunning for your neck, you disrespect I'll wet your goatee/ … yuh… you bad and boujee my ass you just a chump money/ … play with the bee and get stung… the fuck you want from me?/ … my stomach fed but my lungs hungry, I'm trying to catch my breath ‘fore I go in on this drum smoking that blunt for me?/ … shit, all that matters is beat patterns and dreams/ the beast rapping, they scatter, the feet patter the street/ uh-huh… rappers asleep in the passenger seat/ you asked for heat? pfft pass it to me/ bitch, I'm a savage, you heard…
Hook: … one life and I've come to ride With guns high one time for the son to shine I'm on fire… … fire it up, I'm on fire… … fire it up Uh-huh.. (x2)
V: … jealousy woes and from hell, as he rose/ the devil, he tolls the bell for me, ”remember me, Loc”/ you'll never be… selling me out don't step on these toes/ my friends they… may as well have been foes can't no one better me though/ … it's rap's jack the ripper, I'm bitch slapping strippers, give whip lash to triggers, I grip fast and spit the/ … illest shit ever been tracked you figure you match get cracked with pitchers of ‘gnac snatch your fitted, ya dig it?/ … I smoke whatever I can fit in the cig/ my dick is… ridiculous big I'm splitting your wig with it/ and… your bitch is a pig I bet when you stick her, you need a fucking spliff in a zig and a swig of some liquor/ I'm swift… you getting bottled with the side of the fifth/ survival of fit the father of this dropping em shit/ don't bother em… told em not to start, you smarter than this/ … toe to toe, they ain't got problems with shit/ you fucking Haza/
Hook: … one life and I've come to ride With guns high one time for the son to shine I'm on fire… … fire it up, I'm on fire… … fire it up Uh-huh.. (x2) V: … I walk in your house and bark at your hounds/ … kick the high chair out from under your child/ no fucking doubt I'm a rude boy… the fuck's it to you boy?/ … I'll bottle your tooth using your little .22 as a chew toy/ … … you shit on me? No excuse for it/ … the last dude I caught slipping, I tried to stick em, now that's a true story/ … I ain't somebody you'd move toward I've got issues/ … snot tissues… momma sobbing and pop's miss you/ … I'll leave you coughing up your innards when them shots hit you/ … you come for me? Then I hope you bringing them cops with you/ … I let the ox slit you… word bond get curb stomped it look like the block kissed you if I diss you/ … my brain on drugs I swing on thugs/ you running out of shit to hang on I'm King Kong's gloves/ … Akon pushing Raekwon I ain't gon' budge/ … I've been bout it ‘fore you cowards knew what “game on” was/ … L…
Hook: … one life and I've come to ride With guns high one time for the son to shine I'm on fire… … fire it up, I'm on fire… … fire it up Uh-huh.. (x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
