Playing With Fire

Now imma turn this stage into a motherfucking mosh pit

Some little bitch came in and I lost it

What this bitch saying? Is this bitch playing?

Is this bitch expecting to mock rap until we self slaying?

Suicide thoughts inside my mind rots

Were is this shut ending up if the radio is all we got

Making jokes of are selves, till are minds lost

Dumb it down to the extent, why am I shocked?

Is because this game gets dumber, one line flows run us

Rapping about sex, money, guns and druggers

Like it's a good thing, just let the blood spring 

Out my ankle like a fountain, now you got some drink

See where I be, levels over hell

Levels under heaven, mentally in a cell

Mouth in a muzzle, because I bark heart

But they can't stop me, 'caus I bark smart

And i'm shooting brains, you thaught i was dead

you thaught this track was muder, but you can't kill head

You can't kill tallent, you can't kill skill

You can't kill a man with the power of will

But you can kill dollars, burn simple paper

In fact i spit on money, motherfuck the paper

You think imma regret this, but i don't regret me

You could call me heartless, hell yeah call me mean

But i don't care 'caus anger is what the public eye can see

I spit angry lyrics 'caus the art just defines me

I know you don't understand 'caus i go on back and fourth kinda like swing
See saw lyrical force. like i'm trying to jam it in ya, i'm only saying what i think

So when you read this, or hear this, you can see how the beat speaks

You can see how i go hard, with every second on honesty

'caus honesty i'm being honest, i'm not trying to act sweet