Jimmy Flight - The Fire Rises lyrics

[RoQy] What motivates a champion? Pain of abandonment/ Regardless what you think, I won't be slain in front the cameraman/ Not take a loss in front the audience. Adamant. Option less/ Even if I fall, I'll be back again/ Climbin up the wall like The Dark Knight/ The day I fall will be the culture's BIG-gest loss since March 9th/ No ability in this industry to rest/ Like there's no tomorrow, my motto is ‘Victory or d**h' Motherf**er !! / [TyRaiD] I'm considered a beast, you're a primitive b**h/ I'll take the belt from your hip, configure a leash, and throw it from a limb that extends from a tree/ Pull it where it pivots, it constricts as you lift from your feet/ Within a couple minutes, you're limp and deceased/ Enter the coroner team/ n***as wouldn't “Trade Places” with you, if they were under Mortimer's wing/ I'll martyr you, so retract your statements or incur my wrath and hatred/ The equal halves of The Last Dragon and Patrick Bateman/ I'm the answer to wack rapper glamorization/ Raise the standards ‘til backpackin acts are the A List/ My very presence demands a standing ovation/ You're an imitation brand, look up “stratification”/ You're aspiring to box, ‘cuz uninspired is your art/ And if I buy it, I would fly into a diabetic shock/ Because you're sweet, you ain't a “beast”, nor is your team, okay?/ Only time that you messed with a circle of animals was a See-N-Say/ I brought the balance back, your spouse is on my phallic sack/ Bounced and left a puddle in your house like she was Alex Mack/ You ever challenge the throne/ I'll be the worst thing to happen to you n***as since reality shows, f**er/ [Bane] Yes.. The Fire Rises (x 8) [RoQy] Nothing's changed, same hunger pangs from my younger days/ Still unafraid, I told you snuff me before I come of age/ One thing that did leave we're drunken days/ I was an alcoholic, I k**ed more Mickey's than Clubber Lang/ “To get a buzz, you need to dumb it down. It's June, you need a summer sound/ If you expect the record pools to ever come around.”/ It's only cool to mimic someone's style if you're their biggest Stan/ Or gig at a casino as a tribute band/ But I'ma stick to my job, whether explicit or raw/ Or for the children like McMillian-McGraw/ I flip bars like I raw dogged Dominique Dawes/ Your little “movement” is an obsolete cause, nobody gives a sh**!!/ [Bane] Yes.. The Fire Rises (x8) Yes! I was wondering what would brake first! [TyRaiD]Get Up RoQ. (x2) [Bane] Your spirit? [TyRaiD] Get up RoQ! [Bane] Or your body?! [TyRaiD] GET UP!! [TyRaiD] Could give a f** how you cowards feel/ I hope you get abducted and cathered with a power drill/ You must be bored, go bridge jump without a bungee cord/ With luck, you'll get discovered in some rubbish that was brushed ashore/ You Rap Nazis need a damn hobby/ More concerned about the word “swag”, when you reek of mediocrity, your tracks sloppy/ I'm in Manhattan cab-hopping/ Just to think, a couple years ago, n***a's peddlin' like my dad's Joffrey/ I don't respect your a**/ Insincere giving dap like, “let's collab!” NEGATIVE!/ You're a rectal rooter. My Asian chick is delectable/ I stabbed her yellow box like an Ecto Cooler/ I break backs like I walk around in Bane's mask/ The most important person abandoned me, now my pain's back/ This the reinvigoration ‘til my strength's maxed/ RoQy TyRaiD's BACK!/