Boi-1da - Fire in the Booth lyrics

[Verse 1: Avelino] Made a lot of noise being silent They labelled me remote, now I'm being scouted by Island Beg you warn a brother, I'm universal, it's timing I've got way too much to decipher for any cypher I'm tryna be so much greater than good for the greater good I feel like Nas, all I need is one mic, made you look I've got hood neighbours that ain't never left my neighbourhood Had to burn bridges to make profit, like Moses, there ain't a bush Independence with a major push is ideal I'm from T and that's real, I'm done tryna define trill I should get all of my exes watches cause time heals I'm with a new ting in the yard on some Netflix and wine chill Why beat around the bush, what, you ain't shaved, baby? Put you on invasion alert, I think I'm Jaykae The plan was to change the game and never let the game change me So it's no strings attached until Wireless mainstage me Like 3 said, can't you hear the difference? I'm in [?] truths but that's just religion Every time I made you pay attention, I was worth the listen My ting consists of content, that's what you call consistent Yeah, ignorance has never been as bliss as now I wondered why I never got a look in when I listened out The maddest ting is being yourself is what makes you different now But pay me no mind and I won't need it cause I think aloud Sometimes 1000 words are worth a picture Ignore the fact that I'm an artist, that's why I'm on Insta Hard work breeds success and though I'm in labour with her I'mma need a midwife, there's so much pressure to deliver But I'll deliver It's about time that I had mine Went from trap lines to captivating you with lyrics, that's a trap line Where I'm from, there ain't no helping hands, there's just gang signs Holy water flows, when you hear bap that's short for baptise Yeah, I want my name in lights, not in a list Name a pair of rappers that could walk in our Rizzle Kicks 2016 is the rise of the lyricist Young Fire, Old Flame [Verse 2: Wretch 32] Lately d**h's been getting ever so close Been feeling spirits while I'm driving, I should get me a ghost Growing up, didn't know the difference 'tween the road and my home Now I'm grown, I'm trying to buy every home on my road Takeaway's been over-rinsed, I need a chef to come and live with me Last time I picked up a pot—I nearly k**ed a fiend I don't see a potent rapper out here that can mirror me When I gave my kidneys to these kids, they must be kidding me Do you remember playing operation? (yeah) That's how I feel about these compilations Think they're the next Dr. Dre until they lose their patience Saying the game's in a state, man that's an understatement I mean, how much more gems can I drop—on the future? How much of my fans just might not buy my new stuff? We all got bars, but nobody here's a brewer I'm bringing sandwich to the beach in the hope of finding tuna This is nonsense—past tense I'm a rap genius—I've pa**ed sense So if you ain't got a 2-1, or you ain't 3-2, you gotta graduate before you pa** Wretch We got off on the wrong foot because you half-step Meanwhile, I'm getting restless because I can't rest Twenty-one hours I'm awake, the other three I'm in a daze writing what to say with my last breath Can you not hear the difference? Even when it's in your system? Every time I flip the script, I got a scripture I've seen man go from the strip to the strip club I'm tryna go from eating Rich Tea to the rich club I used to wanna go from the b**h to the BRITs cuz And then I realised it's a fix when your skin's dark Should I do a Kanye and keep it trill? f** that—even when I lose, I'm the winner I'm—the people's champ let me thank the people Who—never got the point until they grabbed the needle n***as tried to minus my pluses just to divide my people Who go from stepping on roaches to stepping by The Beatles It's progression at its finest They say my weakness is kindness I k**ed them with success, cause it's timeless Every verse is a verse from the chapter of writing The Writing's on the Wall, we know who Destiny's Child is King Kendrick or Jermaine Cole Or are you saying "King Wretched" or "Jermaine's Cold"? I'm trying to lay The Blueprint and give you Reasonable Doubt So when you Watch the Throne, they can see me Change Clothes Hang on, wait You best believe that I'm a general Because one of us have gotta compete at all the festivals And I've been out here rapping for free before my testicles dropped Man, I'm so credible, I'm incredible, ugh They say a promise is a comfort to a fool I'm lying if I want to say I live in comfort, I'm the truth And this will be the best Fire in the Booth And I doubt they'll tell you different when I'm standing in the room Why? Different cla** Sometimes you have to ask: "Do you want to be the best in your country or your school?" In a country full of rules, where we're selling lollipop to keep them s**ing on our balls It's survival of the fittest, so I'm Mo Farah I'm black as Akon, just tryna to find my own Gaga The less mercy you show could leave you merciless alone But I'm yard grown, so I ain't taking no badda, nah And Tidal's got the whole world moving crazy It's like they rather free Spotify playlist That's messed up, like them cops on the dayshift Who just can't stop and search without tazing sh** seems shocking when you're reading about it Six years old they was raiding my house, sh** Tryna find my uncle, didn't open my mouth, sh** My dad mighta k**ed me—no snitching on our ship The Titanic ain't going down because of me See I can't swim, but I'll be the anchor for the scene See how did they expect musicians to stay afloat When all our sales keep going down the stream?