Trevor Spitta - Fire Squad Remix lyrics

Probably catch a fade to these haters Bullets make a boy dance teach ballet to these haters Catch a K to these haters, half amazed at these haters, and this ain't even half the sack of what I'd say to these haters I be off the Keys like Alicia be On my greasy beats you can't leash a beast you f**ed up if you unleashing me On the wall like the TV be, Heebie Jeebies I'm beating beats What I'm doing? I'm being me! Insert dick like a DVD Always the ones who want peace who end up f**ing deceased The good ones all dying young then there's people like you and me I swear this sh** is caprice, I capped it off with a crease On my Dwight Schrute cause I make paper then go home and I make beats What you think of me now? Always said I had some bars on the brink of me now You like a iPhone in computer cause you sinking deep now And I could still pull a b**h with a wink and a smile, huh Yeah I'm white on my Jet Lee Jee So what if I was on MTV? You can empty me f**in semi me In the end you gon' envy me I'd still pull the f**in MVP In the villa i ain't talking the big screen Winning like I'm Big Sheen Winnings the big dream Exing out all this extreme, Gettin that slick cream Taking shots like a sixteen and I'm barely sixteen I want that tight ice, wrist bleed, suicidal And most people suicidal if they do what I do Cause now-a-days you have a vision and you try to grab it, either you the biggest f*ggot or their biggest idol Whats the roots of these haters like some division I'm doing this sh** without an audition Thats sh**s a given that I won't f**in give in to half these f**in doubters and all these f**in b**hes Shout out to Robbie J on the f**in sound Cause if you try to shut me up I'ma shut it down Sinatra in the Rat Pack, Rat-tat-tat-tat tracks I wear a Yankees snapback cause I'm too big headed for a crown It's hard to balance the fact The boy ain't even half wack and he ain't even half black Got bars in my backpack Wait nah, backtrack, the people saying I jack tracks said i act like Jack Black Now this ain't a game blackjack You flat like flapjack I don't even take catnaps Cause that that will back lash Cause I'm trying to stack racks Give it all not get half back You probably in the back if you hating Back back in the rat trap Lil' b**h