作词 : Aaron Flythe
作曲 : Mantra Beats
Fire Food
(Verse 1)
Look
This is fire food
This is lighter fluid, never had a doubt in my mind
And so I gotta do it
Not like the swoosh on ya kicks nigga, I’m talkin when you gotta prove you really the shit..
Beyond the ****in’ music
Im goin’ bonkers, swear to god, I’m really bout to lose it, feelin telepathic, never actin, **** ah Patrick Stewart
Im overdramatic, im snappin, I feel like a ruler
Get off the wood or bitch its off wit ya head
Heard some niggas say that rappin is dead...
We should give it up...
Cause the industry on lean like a double cup..
And if you trynna get the green, you gotta get so far away from tradition, you got em askin ”what the mumble **** is this?!” All on the radio, the kids love it
And as expected man the parents prolli scared of it
But I’mma show you what it mean to be an outlier, all on my own, its all fire, im just feedin the flame..
Im just vocally presenting the pain
**** the money n’ fame
**** a couple bitches screaming my name
When the love is really there, ain't gotta ask me a thing, im throwing everything into the flame..
Ain't for the culture, I dont what it mean
Tell them suckas take a break n’ explain..
Ain't for the culture, I dont what it mean
Tell them suckas take a break n’ explain...
(Chorus)
Fire.... Food
Anything to Motivate
Keep Ya Flame Goin
Cause ya spirit like a fireplace, gotta feed the core of the flame, thats just the name of the game, its all flames so u gotta feed it (X3)
(Verse 2)
Dont be doubtin the talent, that shit is everlasting
Willy Wonka, the gobbstopper of rappin’, its only a matter, who gon show respect to the kid?
Might I mention all that shit i did?
Hid the talent but i had a lot shit in my head, and it was comin from the muscle like im openin' lids..
Yeah I used to get in trouble for the stupidest shit..
I put myself into a bubble and I'll do it again..
Cause ain't nobody finna’ love you more than you nd’ ya bitch, its all factual
Verses all natural
Home grown, in my dome, I'm all alone and its actually lit..
The flame cookin everthing in the pit
The heat got the street smokin a bit
The swag got her pussy drippin n shit, I gave her asthma...
Cause when i spit, i turn the earth into magma, make it harder to breathe and leave the beat in ashes, if u ****in wit me, thats for the
(Chorus)
Fire.... Food
Anything to Motivate
Keep The Flame Goin
Cause ya spirit like a fireplace, gotta feed the core of the flame, thats just the name of the game, its all flames so u gotta feed it (X3)
(Verse 3)
Im fluctuating in worth, feel like a ripple coin
The market cap is feeling massive
Hold ya opinion, im dippin negative attention nd fillin the jag up, wit the humblest niggas so back up, nigga
Im laid up wit the thickest of em
Dont mean to brag but ya bitch dont stand a chance when my dick is in her
Im in the kitchen writing verses wit a bowl of ice
I let my hand sit at the bottom every couple lines
And I was bout to drop an album, never ****in' mind
Cause people really disrespectful as ****, they dont be showin me love, and it be ****in me up, if u ain't part of the buzz, i think u silly as ****, forreal
**** if im under-appreciated, i over-kill
Im layin down in the fire nigga I love the feel
I know the devil a liar cause he be talkin all that hot shit, knowin’ damn well I'm hottest nigga..
作词 : Aaron Flythe
作曲 : Mantra Beats
Fire Food
(Verse 1)
Look
This is fire food
This is lighter fluid, never had a doubt in my mind
And so I gotta do it
Not like the swoosh on ya kicks nigga, I’m talkin when you gotta prove you really the shit..
Beyond the ****in’ music
Im goin’ bonkers, swear to god, I’m really bout to lose it, feelin telepathic, never actin, **** ah Patrick Stewart
Im overdramatic, im snappin, I feel like a ruler
Get off the wood or bitch its off wit ya head
Heard some niggas say that rappin is dead...
We should give it up...
Cause the industry on lean like a double cup..
And if you trynna get the green, you gotta get so far away from tradition, you got em askin ”what the mumble **** is this?!” All on the radio, the kids love it
And as expected man the parents prolli scared of it
But I’mma show you what it mean to be an outlier, all on my own, its all fire, im just feedin the flame..
Im just vocally presenting the pain
**** the money n’ fame
**** a couple bitches screaming my name
When the love is really there, ain't gotta ask me a thing, im throwing everything into the flame..
Ain't for the culture, I dont what it mean
Tell them suckas take a break n’ explain..
Ain't for the culture, I dont what it mean
Tell them suckas take a break n’ explain...
(Chorus)
Fire.... Food
Anything to Motivate
Keep Ya Flame Goin
Cause ya spirit like a fireplace, gotta feed the core of the flame, thats just the name of the game, its all flames so u gotta feed it (X3)
(Verse 2)
Dont be doubtin the talent, that shit is everlasting
Willy Wonka, the gobbstopper of rappin’, its only a matter, who gon show respect to the kid?
Might I mention all that shit i did?
Hid the talent but i had a lot shit in my head, and it was comin from the muscle like im openin' lids..
Yeah I used to get in trouble for the stupidest shit..
I put myself into a bubble and I'll do it again..
Cause ain't nobody finna’ love you more than you nd’ ya bitch, its all factual
Verses all natural
Home grown, in my dome, I'm all alone and its actually lit..
The flame cookin everthing in the pit
The heat got the street smokin a bit
The swag got her pussy drippin n shit, I gave her asthma...
Cause when i spit, i turn the earth into magma, make it harder to breathe and leave the beat in ashes, if u ****in wit me, thats for the
(Chorus)
Fire.... Food
Anything to Motivate
Keep The Flame Goin
Cause ya spirit like a fireplace, gotta feed the core of the flame, thats just the name of the game, its all flames so u gotta feed it (X3)
(Verse 3)
Im fluctuating in worth, feel like a ripple coin
The market cap is feeling massive
Hold ya opinion, im dippin negative attention nd fillin the jag up, wit the humblest niggas so back up, nigga
Im laid up wit the thickest of em
Dont mean to brag but ya bitch dont stand a chance when my dick is in her
Im in the kitchen writing verses wit a bowl of ice
I let my hand sit at the bottom every couple lines
And I was bout to drop an album, never ****in' mind
Cause people really disrespectful as ****, they dont be showin me love, and it be ****in me up, if u ain't part of the buzz, i think u silly as ****, forreal
**** if im under-appreciated, i over-kill
Im layin down in the fire nigga I love the feel
I know the devil a liar cause he be talkin all that hot shit, knowin’ damn well I'm hottest nigga..