Got a Guns N Roses t-shirt, and never listened to the Just being honest, I just thought that shit looked up, do you know who I am?
Turn the to Woodstock Retire? Don't think that I stop Jet-ski the way I the beat And fuck your wave, I'ma die that I did me I got some and I cannot let them die in me This is arena Our bones end up in the ground, does it even Make good music, get what you put in Get out and go and the planet Now what the did you think this is? We born dying, in-between we live Love, prosper, hands to the sky, a gospel Roll the dice, nah, I betting on tomorrow Chain looking like Orion's looking something like a lion pelt Had to a break and find myself They put me in a box by The writers criticizing my rhymes Are the same writers that I gentrify in I even see the hate, I should probably check my eyes I got 50,000 pointed at me in the sky
Between a and a hard place Cold with a stone face Firebreather, Born a blood moon But the sun is up soon Firebreather, Fire, fire, fire, fire, Firebreather, Fire, fire, fire, fire, Firebreather, yeah,
What the fuck you think I'm doing it Hungry like my rookie year, and I'm new to the sport The game is tied up, they looking at you in the Do you take the shot or pass it, is ten-thousand hours And I'm working on my Master's, liabilities, and And I'm showing up to practice, shooting early, getting There's no father to my style, I'm a freckle-faced bastard The animal in the jungle, running, hunting a habit (woo) Abracadabra that is magic They say he'd want it, Madonna is on me I'm sorry mama, I got it, I know I mind my manners I'd probably go double-platinum if I think of an ad-lib I'm Prince, I rap a lot I up on Scarface, now Brad's my dog (woo) Irish goodbye, sayonara and we Put the in the coffin, motherfucker, I'm on one
Between a rock and a hard Cold blunted a stone face Firebreather, Born a blood moon But the sun is coming up Firebreather, Fire, fire, fire, fire, Firebreather, Fire, fire, fire, fire, Firebreather, yeah,