I Write Hottness

Duration

3:36

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

I Write Hottness Chorus: This goes out to the fans and the listeners, D.Y.D. is back in business Pyro pens, hence the title, what is this? What will they say about us, Can I get a witness? They write/Hotness (x8) Phantom Verse: I say whats on my mind No time to wait and see if you understand I write what I like its who I am its who I be Let the reader learn to read Let the seer learn to see Let the hearer learn to hear And let the queerer learn to fear Cause I am not hear To make you shed a tear Here to spit and stay unique Let my heart leak overall Cover you in my waterfall Kick your emotions like a soccer ball Make your feelings run faster then a cocker spaniel Neanderthal endangered like a pandas paw Here to concur water land and all Standin tall as this world is collapsing Kickin back and relaxin Got everyone spazing mr. fantastic Tasking to be ever lasting By fasting from whack things he’s the shit no sense in asking Quadrupley super powered but not acting Look as hes kicking his foot so far up your ass youll have toe nails for teeth Now we’ll see whos the last one laughing Chorus: This goes out to the fans and the listeners, D.Y.D. is back in business Pyro pens, hence the title, what is this? What will they say about us, Can I get a witness? They write/Hotness (x8) Soul: My rhymes are so great, that they asphyxiate haters They’ll take your breath away, and make you sound like you’re related to darth vader Never play it safe, say the first thing that comes to my brain on a page Stuck my dick in the game, while hurling the condom away I’m waging war on your stage, and every statement I say, has me dropping so many bombs and grenades, You’d think and Afghan hit my house with a plane! (man why you so screwed up and insane?) I’m excersising my freedom by running my mouth BLAME THE UNITED STATES! oh you hate me?...Thats Great… Maybe in my next rap I raise the steaks, And take on the case of weather or not Palin made a sex tape And later, after using a razor to dice up a Quaker, Have a debate on weather Justin Bieber or Adam Lambert is Gayer! My words are my cake The Cd player’s the plate D.Y.D. the waiter, the glass, the fork and the blade Providing the water and flow as your drink (Fire Department, YOU 2 Playing with fire again?!) NO IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THIIIIINK!!!!! Chorus 2: Call the fire department, call the police! Our pens are over a billion degrees If you don’t like our songs, you can go D.Y.D. Go make your parodies and call em Cds We write/Hotness (x8) Paragon: Phantom: Yea we write hot potato hotness We know you’ll drop this GO! Soul: You cannot stop us lochness monsters, Phantom and Soul, You know we’ll rock this! Go! Phantom: Roll ish and flip minds Remind me how many times you pressed rewind Go! Soul: Distinct encrypted lyrics, be the first to witness, Rap’s New Jack the Rippers, aint no one that’s sicker Go! Phantom: You heard of us Murders tricksters just rolled in Playin you like Texas hold ‘em Best fold ‘em through your hands in Killin more people then charels manson Go! Soul: Me and phantom, sixty killers, fifty villains, and some! I’m fixing to be quickly dismissing anyone wishing to diss our mission and on his wrists envision six quick incisions Go! Phantom: Flyer then pigeons Faster then pistons Wanted more then kisses Thought of more then wishes Smoother then fishes Opposite of christmas Go! Soul: Our bars are delicious, Music is in us, amateur rappers, beginners, what we do is none of your business! Woah!....