Verdugo - Fire and Ice lyrics

[Verse] I am being consumed by the fire Feels like I'm being cut with barbed wire I sit, looking at the ground around me No one is willing to look astounding At the kid burning atop this spire And at his funeral there's no choir And to make things even more compounding His whole life was a lie that's resounding So as his life's reaching its last moments He realizes he failed as a poet He should of quit when his girl told him to But he never listened when spoken to And it's not until she starts to foment That his love has lost all its enjoyment And he sees what he's woken to He finally sees his words aren't potent, too He sits down at his cheap, rickety desk He's writing, but his imagery's grotesque He crumples the paper up and burns it No hope, he's starting to get concernéd He thinks everything he writes is burlesque His girl finally left without a peck That blonde pit was done and couldn't commit To a man who wasn't a country hick And now he's got people knocking him down Laughing at him when they see him in town Even his friends laugh and call him a clown Saying "Quit rap and turn your life around!" [Chorus] Go on and cast me into the fire All I got is nobody and counting! So I climb to the top of this spire And look for a sign of life around me There was a time when I used to be nice and warm But now I've just grown cynical and cold I know I wasn't cold when I was born But now you can thank the haters and trolls For making me angry like my father When my mom and I started to leave him And there's no way I can become calmer And whether or not you start believing In me I will keep shooting for the stars Even if I'm something you will discard [Verse] What, you don't like me being cold hearted? Hate seeing me, the kid called retarded Finally grow up, grow a pair of balls And start flirting with women in the malls? I flirt 'till they're mad and I get smarted And here I am standing left disregarded I get up and write some rhymes in the stalls Writing my rhymes in sharpie on the walls I grow to be a bit more cynical And aim my anger at false criticals Whenever I'm writing in my notebook I tend to write rhymes that are overlooked I used to write rhymes that were whimsical Now they're made to be impermissible And make me out to be some sort of crook From some sort of demented storybook Don't like what I say? Don't say anything I'll hang you by a rope and start to sing Every single rap I've ever written If you still don't like it you'll be smitten By all my rhymes until they start to sting And you start to love and hate everything Go ahead, try to send me to prison You can't cause this is a work of fiction! Don't you mess with Executioner Or in your sleep he'll slice your jugular Then he will choke with a cucumber And then throw you off a juniper [Chorus] Go on and cast me into the fire All I got is nobody and counting! So I climb to the top of this spire And look for a sign of life around me There was a time when I used to be nice and warm But now I've just grown cynical and cold I know I wasn't cold when I was born But now you can thank the haters and trolls For making me angry like my father When my mom and I started to leave him And there's no way I can become calmer And whether or not you start believing In me I will keep shooting for the stars Even if I'm something you will discard