Im On Fire文本歌词
Yeah.. Ya Know?.. Critics Man
Critics Never Got Nothin Nice To Say manYou know the one thing I notice about critics man?Is.. critics never ask me how my day wentWell imma tell emYesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bowSaid next time you blow up try to spit a flowYou wanna criticize dog try a little moI'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the holeI'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the droBetter hold on a little tighter here I goFlows tighter, hot headed as ghostriderCold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snowSo ya better get lower than Flo-Rida inside of a lowrider with no tires in the holeWhy am I like this? why is winter coldWhy is it when I talk I'm so biased to the hoesListen dog Christmas is off this is as soft as it getsThis isnt golf this is a blisterin' assaultThose are your wounds this is the saltSo get lost**** dissin me is just like pissin off the wizard of ozWrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with itGrab the scissors and saws andCut out your livers gizzards and *****Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jawsSo sip piss like ******* through a strawThen discribe how it tasted like dessert to us allGot the gall to make chris piss in his drawsTicklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dogYou on fireThats how ya know your on a rollCause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses coldYour on fireMan I'm so ****in sick I got ambulances pullin me over and ****Your on fireYa need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the **** to get the whole hip hop shop the blowYour on fire.. your on fireI just wrote a bull**** hook in between two long ass verses if you mistook the for a song, lookThis aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cookThat the crook just took over so bookRun as fast as you can, stop writin and kill itIm lightning in a skillet your a ****in flash in a panI pop up you *****es scatter like hot grease splashin a fanMr mathers is the manYeah I'm pissed but I would rather take this energy and stash it in a canCome back and whip your ass with it againSalivas like sufiric acid in your hand itll eat through anything metal the ass of iron manTurn him into plastic so for you to think that you could stand a ****in chance is assanineYeah ask the nine manHit a blind man with a coloring book and told him color inside the lines or get hit with a flying crayon**** it I aint playinPull up in a van and hop out at a homeless man holdin a sign sayinVietnam vet.. I'm out my ****in mind manKick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grandSo if I seem a little mean to you this aint savage you aint never seen a bruteYou wanna get graphic we can go the scenic routeYou couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of ****in corn and peanut poopSayin you sick quit playin you ***** dont nobody careThen why the **** am I yellin at airI aint even talkin to noone cause aint nobody thereNobody will ****in test me cause these hos wont even dareIm wastin punchlines but I got so many to spare I just thought of another one that might go hereNaw dont waste it save it psycho yeahPlus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hairYou're on fireThats how ya know your on a rollCause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses coldYour on fireMan I'm so hot my **********in firetrucks on fire homieYour on fireYa need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the **** to give the whole hip hop shop the blowYour on fire.. your on fireYour on fire