# Heater
Shooting my shot, left a theft bereft
Shit that I got, keeping all y'alls thots in check
All you frauds and phonies ain't deaf
You heard what I said imma
Smack that look up off yo head
With it your senses go flyin' G, bitch brought sirens, blue and red
Triggering your Epilep-see how when drama gets domestic
It be a trial for everybod-ee
Heat in my palm when I spit that raw shit (RAW SHIT!)
Bodies drop when I cock that hot spit (HOT SPIT!)
Concrete jungle, I'm the apex predator
Blood on my hands, call me the regulator (REGU-LATE!)
Cold steel grip, trigger finger itchin'
Bars hit like hollow tips, leave your whole crew missing
Crown on my dome while you clowns still wishing
Eat these words like bullets, now your guts need stitchin'
Fuck with my empire, that's a death sentence
Bodybag rappers daily, call it maintenance
Streets talk loud but my cash screams louder
Turn punks to dust, call me the grave powder
Heat in my palm when I spit that raw shit (RAW SHIT!)
Bodies drop when I cock that hot spit (HOT SPIT!)
Concrete jungle, I'm the apex predator (APEX!)
Blood on my hands, call me the regulator (REGU-LATE!)
Mic check—one, two—your death is overdue
Verbal assault leave you blue, ambulance comin' through
Tongue sharp like a switchblade, cut through the bullshit
Spittin' acid on these tracks, watch 'em dissolve quick
Brick by brick built this empire on broken bones
While you soft muthafuckas hide behind your phones
My words carry weight like kilos across state lines
Cross me once, that's your death warrant signed
They say (they say!) vengeance burns cold
But my fury (my fury!) hotter than gold
When it melts (when it melts!) down to your soul
They all fold (they all fold!) that's how it goes
Hard knock life got me seeing red
Put thoughts in your dome that mess with your head
These bars like drive-bys, leave no witnesses
How you gonna testify when your existence is
Hanging by a thread? I'm the grim with the scythe
One verse from me ends your pathetic life
Street prophet speaking truth through flames
While you basic bitches playing children's games
Heat in my palm when I spit that raw shit (RAW SHIT!)
Bodies drop when I cock that hot spit (HOT SPIT!)
Concrete jungle, I'm the apex predator
Blood on my hands, call me the regulator (REGU-LATE!)
Shooting my shot, left a theft bereft
Shit that I got, keeping all yalls thots in check
All you frauds and phonies aint deaf
You heard what I said imma
Smack that look up off yo head
With it your senses go flyin G, bitch brought sirens, blue and red
Triggering your Epilep-see how when drama gets domestic
It be a trial for everybod-ee
Big bang from the bottom now we here again Same bars, different name, but my fire's still a trend, I design the globe, stamp patterns on the world - plot twist, I carry the earth in my fist, From Zona to Suno, back to Zona cant miss Mind designing worlds, global patterns break trends, Y'all thought terra ended,only showcasing half of my stock. New shit? Nah it's the same shot!
WPbishes
