Baby Blak - Firewater lyrics

Uh G'yeah (It's all love, baby) Here we go y'all (Uh, huh) I'm 'bout it The streets/The nickels The four and the strip and n***as who grits with the ave The hood and them who*es who be stripping For all them victims in the tenements fixin' syringes You can smell the dope up in they pores and it's sickening Ayo they closing schools Building prisons They plyin' j**els k**ing children Willing to live in anything Eat anything Teach us anything I speak with street ministry Over percussion and liters of Hennessey From the gutters the Greek a**emba-ly Osiris on a cliff rolling a fig leaf Oh, sh**--I digs deep mentally What every rapper wanna be They see what they meant to be And see Blak k**ing a track with such easy energy See and peep my similes Every two lines I switch up the flow Every word a different meaning when I shift between 'em Now who greater than thou? With that worldwide connect to the easy way to making a thou' Overseas or in the States get it down Get around like 'Pac and Shock on singles When I'm in your town yo Overseas or in the States get it down Get around like 'Pac and Shock When I'm in your town ya know [Chorus] Hot fire water You sugar water You sweeter than MC's that we be in ya know Every beat is like a four-alarm blaze But just be careful stay away from the flames Now that's a fire n***a Hot fire water You sugar water You candy that I take from a baby You just a clown that get down around here But you won't be around next year Yeah Ayo Now when I get on you can tell 'em that it won't stop 'Less Big, 'Pac, Pun, and L comin' back One with the drum I spit with the rhythm Sink to the beat Simpty the lyric Empty my spirit To the MP you hearin' MIDI the sequence Gimme them streets They mind ya mens be the weakest I shine shimmer if peepin' my lines Like lemon juice squeezin' in lines (Drink a twist) Limited reasoning While peoples'll never think of this Just give me a reason and I'm squeezin' chip He could live Beef ain't for season' ya know We frying bigger fish We buying bigger whips We tying sicker kicks In your own hood/I'm more acknickulous On your own block I got a thicker b**h It's poppin'/It's crackin' You flowin' you know it 'bout to happen Going overseas Stockin' and stackin' Coming home chop it and pack it Hit the block the mattress That mean flip it/Profit is stacking Yo get at me n***a I co*k it and pack it for co*ky-a** rappers And any n***a in the hood that wanna pop me that matter I said I co*k it and pack it for co*ky-a** rappers Or any n***a in the hood wanna pop me that matter It's so hot [Chorus] Uh, huh Newtron Entertainment/Uh, huh Millenia/Uh, huh DJ Revolution/Soul Supreme/Uh, huh Ill Advised/Jay-Ski Uh, huh/West Philly Uh, huh/Uh, huh Uh, huh/Uh, huh Yo Sing it wit' us/Love me baby Uh, huh/Get to know us We living La Vida Loca You living that mediocre We gettin' the people open Just a breath of fresh air Something fresh for next year Then your deck and your bed And your streets And every johnny A hooptie/A squader A plated Benz A Beemer/A Lex Coupe Romano Every club every n***a Buying drinks by the bottle Do they thang with a model Pleasurings like Rolo Bang my sh** to the break of dawn And BET/Pay attention when my face is on your TV screen And give me peace when I make a song Then we can eat You Burger King I'm filet mignon So where the beef? You mayo (Hah) I'm Grey Poupon You LEGO You Play-Doh You make me yawn I'm Evian My missiles hit indirect on both coast-ses Revolution Soul Supreme are both a second to notion I'm so hot! [Chorus] Blow all these b**h-a** n***as out the f**in' water, man What the f**?! {*laughter*}