Make it Burn

Duration

1:13

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

I spit the coldest flow, Ice I deliver My only competition is staring at me in the mirror My frostbite mic out of spite make ya shiver I leave the beat dead like a dude from Mystic River I'm reckless with the one, two sort of like what Pun do freestyle rapunzel my lyrical Kun Fu is a third degree blacka belt ya niggas ask for help like everytime you see me when i come thru once you feel the wrath of math of my spazz you can't sleep I'm rising from the east, I'm a mothafukin beast On some Jeru exclusive shit when I bark smokin goodness gracious blunts when I spark you know the oldies, spittin for the homies I'm a Big Mac them hater's is macaronies yea and i praise G.O.D i'm such a D.O.G and i keep my eyes open for them C.O.Ps so...