Havoc - Burn lyrics

[Hook: Base] We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn Everyone know how it's going down Yo my time coming man, I'm just flowing up to the crown Any opposition gonna go and hit the ground All I gotta do is show up with the k**er sound We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn [Verse 1: Endo] See my name Endo, and Base my equal See ya not scary, not ya mans, no peoples See we done popped cherries like Maraschino And we done k**ed bills like Tarantino And we done swung bats like the great Bambino So the crack won't leave you k**ed like the Carter was Nino Put a scar on your face like Al Pacino Cause we stack chips like cans of Pringles And we got chips up at casinos You running with birds and we running with eagles Initializing a visual style And visual violence, creating mystical silence Apocalyptic defiance and all my clients Got a grip around the value of science Despite it I fight it, we decided it's lit, so... [Hook: Base] We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn Everyone know how it's going down Yo my time coming man, I'm just flowing up to the crown Any opposition gonna go and hit the ground All I gotta do is show up with the k**er sound We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn [Verse 2: Base] It's survival of the fittest when I'm spitting off these writtens Always on my game like I'm pissed and they moving like pistons I got them doing what I want, to go and see my vision Don't you ever mess with me, I'll poop on ya like pigions Recently, I been on my music thing homie Not to flex on ya, most of ya just below me Don't think I didn't see through, lots of ya baloney So phony, not only did ya show me, man I k** you slowly The way I'm murdering MCs, they ain't dead yet Murder through the head, they tryna fit in like it's tetris Thinking isn't safe for me, it's clear you haven't met this 5E still wanna run up on me and try and test this Hip hop, always gonna be some competition Valedictorian of verbal communication and composition I'll slaughter everyone just to show I'm the top position Who gonna tap first? Everyone in a locked position [Hook: Base] We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn Everyone know how it's going down Yo my time coming man, I'm just flowing up to the crown Any opposition gonna go and hit the ground All I gotta do is show up with the k**er sound We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn We let it burn, we let it burn We let it burn, burn b-b-burn [Verse 3: Base] Top 5E and everyone like Popeye's This 5 is on the loose, while the rest is on the noose Hanging like silly goose, I ain't afraid to name names The top 5? Easy, Urban, Ricky, Tey That's including my name, who's that last spot given? After this I ain't asking for ya forgiveness I don't care or bet, you can get off my friends list Just an achievement I can check off my checklist and I usually don't rattle off my disposition But this is what happens when I'm put right into this position Musician, k**er physician, man imma chef Cause the booth becomes a kitchen, right when I'm spitting This is to the fakes and right to the doubters I'd rather you bring no damn funeral flowers Ya tough now but in the booth you're all cowards Punchlines damaging like a meteor shower I can do it in less than 24 hours I'm coming for the save like my name is Jack Bauer All of a sudden everyone think imma compete now What the hell's this, the world's pettiest beef now? Came to teach, preach, I'm spittin' heat From the east, bouta feast on the weak At my peak, have them playing hide and go seek But they don't know that I got heat seeking missiles I'm shooting them off and I'm just letting them whistle And when it blows up man, when it blows up We just gonna let it go and burn [Outro: Endo] Yea it's Fahrenheit 451 Ya better put icee and Kool-Aid We burning everybody