Kool DJ E.Q. - Hi-Low Degrees lyrics

[Intro/Hook - x2] From the high degrees to the low degrees Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze Fahrenheit, very low Icicle, hail storm, below zero Temperature, closed doors, wet conditions are unhealthiest Weather war, about minus four Celsius Sky's presence, absence of solar there Snow's essence, existence of polar bears Only strong survive in this habitat Forever off and on, life is a thermostat Will you melt? Apply with the belt tractor Still you felt my style's wind chill factor In a pack of rappers, actual, natural disaster Raps that go faster than wind speed Tracks by the masters indeed The season for freezin and green need Dog sled stampede by the freezed slave calvary I relieve those updated, cowardly fools never made it, through the art [Hook - x2] Fire logs, oven on Hot metal, hot wax, brimstone In a hell hole, sell your soul for the go Burn rubber, burn blunts, burn coals For the smell-good, tales from the hood well understood, so Hot I shook the spot to pop a squad on this block Pressure cooker pot, to know the time look at her watch For the boiling point, evaporation and your life stops You bring the heat they can't believe that (They can't believe that) They gathered together the flare up, tear up and bring the heat back Like modern day Nat Turner's with black burners Everybody gotta heater and we'll burn ya Just like Kilbey's for loin cloth co*ktail tusk, not a roof is lit Hell we don't need no water, burn down the sh** Seems ain't nobody quiet in a riot My amp is HOT, high voltage in my WATTS Blowin up the spot, blow up your radio box See me with the bingin, steamin like an engine Can't take the heat get out of the kitchen quick b**h [Hook - x2] High degrees to the low degrees Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze (From the) High degrees to the low degrees Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze I burn blunts with my Gz............