Flame Thrower

[Verse]
Spit molten, I’m a dragon, they a box of matches
Flammable egos, I’m striking, leaving ashes
Talk big, but they softer than a mattress
Claim king, crown fake, plastic as they lashes
I’m the butcher, chopping beef, filet the chatter
They numbers inflated, bubblegum rapper
Front row flex, but their wallet’s in the back row
I’m a live grenade, they a dud with no ammo
[Chorus]
Flame thrower, roasting ‘em slow
Melt the ice on their neck, let it flow
Talk loud, but they don’t want smoke
Step up, get cooked, that’s the show
[Verse 2]
Words sharper than a ginsu, cut through their pride
They a two-door Pinto, I’m a jet when I glide
Talk cheap, their value’s clearance aisle vibes
Spitting counterfeit bars, I’m the one verified
Front like they deep, but they kiddie pool shallow
Swagger borrowed, drip faker than a shadow
I’m Picasso with the mic, painting vivid battles
They a kid with crayons, can’t handle the rattle
[Bridge]
Chirp, chirp, all that noise, just static
I’m volcanic, erupting, they panic
Crumble their crew like cookies, organic
On this throne solo, no room for the antics

hip hop, aggressive beats with sharp snares and layered synths, bass-heavy, rap, hip-hop, hard-hitting