Pyro Tha God - Dawn of Aries lyrics

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Pyro Tha God - Dawn of Aries lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Spitta on the beat, n***a! Let's get 'em! Yeah [Verse] As the stars align, I'll transform like a saiyan And oh, f** the hype that y'all be claiming See, all you rappers minor, nothing major about your gaming When Spitta beats the beat up, I just write the statement That's 25 to life get it locked behind these bars I wrote I talk about cla**, my language should've been in java code These guys in disguise, they not tough Like a pretending paraplegic they got caught up! And oh, competition needs to catch up Has-beens like they had beans they too ga**ed up And I don't do refunds so I won't take my words back f** y'all! I won't cut, silence or reverse that No! And I won't hide my face on some makeup sh** Saying what i have to say and not care what you make of it Came in to the game and rappers prayed that I would later switch Coz they new I was trouble when I walked in - Taylor Swift Swear to k** these beats, that's the pledge of my life I'm cutting edge - tip of the spear, edge of the knife I'll be the reason for the topic! When it's my season it is tropic This is my bleeding you can't stop it Seems like yall breathing is in conflict Oh! Godly flows I'm heavenly with these raps I'll take my fam up and i'll get 'em to that cheese that Is gonna make 'em flash like conception or speed traps So ya'll can keep the crown, I don't need that See, I just wanna see food on the table I just wanna see my family living good coz im able To provide. Make that Ferrari move from the stable Into my garage. And clothes with something cool on the label New cats claiming they the illest, I'm not shy of none And old cats claim they fathered us, like Joshua im the son of none! Or Nun. Well, f** it, let em under-rate me But I'll be damned if I make it and they still under pay me! Ah Uh-uh. f** that! 30 years and still broke, n***a, f** that! Whining and complaining, aaah n***a, stop that! I be rapping, got 'em thinking like that n***a Pac back, oh Lord! [Outro] Yeah, uh It's That Boy! SpittaBeatz, n***a! Yeah V-Base The Music Ya, ya, ya, ya (Laughing)