LYRICS
[Verse 1: Hasi Flames]
Word! Hey! Ugh! I go zero to a hundred hommie real
quick/
I be soaring the sky and Ion use wings/
When I grab the mic homeboy I spit sick shiits/
When I put my pen to the pad I make it bleed real and
Imma kill this/
Call the cops hommie cos I’m a sick being/
Me and my Gs roll a blunt, Lit it up then talk about
Word! Hey! Ugh! I go zero to a hundred hommie real
quick/
I be soaring the sky and Ion use wings/
When I grab the mic homeboy I spit sick shiits/
When I put my pen to the pad I make it bleed real and
Imma kill this/
Call the cops hommie cos I’m a sick being/
Me and my Gs roll a blunt, Lit it up then talk about
some real life shits/ You feel me? Fuck it!/
Y’all prolly think I’m frontin’ but I’m just stuntin’/
See I’m the guy who spits the lines your favourite
rapper bites that got y’all sayin hes tight/
But its alright cos I’m bout to step in the lime light/
And take my right spot in the hip-hop world/
And I hear folks sayin’ that hip-hop sucks hip-hop
dead/
If hip-hop dead then y’all best believe you listening
to Hasi whose the livin dead/
I’m the lyrical terrorist y’all best beware of me/
See I got The Intellect, The Swag & Style & thats a
dope rapper’s trinity/
Yeah! You know I’m fly this kid really sick call the
paramedic
I spit the kinda flows that put them wanna bees in
wheel chair/
And when I’m done them wanna bees will cheer/
The lyrical Genie you free to make your wish here/ I
spit hell/
I’m a divine being from a higher realm/
Even when I’m spittin’ from the top of my head
niggas still grab they pen and pad cos they eager to
learn/
I’m god nigga! Killin’ off these clown niggas/
The lyrical leprecaun all I spit is gold bars/ menh I
go hard/ Respect to my hommie FloNerd/
Its Hasi Flames Y’all! PEACE
[Verse 2: FloNerd]
How many phonies do I gat to kill?
How many stories do I gat to tell?
Before you realise that I’m the lllest on the microphone
I wanna knock ya no go think say I dey like your phone
And ama split you with you my saw flow
You know death is calling def you gonna pick your call
bro
I expose your dead flows then proceed to fret those
Treating all you dogs bad I’m far from a vet tho
Ama thriller on the mic and I’m bringing lumber jacks in
To split you into two killin with my nigga hasi
My bars bro, they gettin hotter by the day
And no pebbles here but I’m a stoner by the way
Ama stone em on the way to make a name and the
millions
You fvcking fake ass like your chick be on some silicone
Mofos claiming ill are niggas that I murder anyhow
Coming with the mad beef like say I carry crazy cow
Fvcking up the game nigga let the pay come
Plus my flows come violent fvck a hailstorm
Though I’m hungry for the fame my soul is precious
to me
Means I ain’t eating from the serpents I ain’t Adam
and Eve
How many phonies do I gat to kill?
How many stories do I gat to tell?
Before you realise that I’m the lllest on the microphone
I wanna knock ya no go think say I dey like your phone
And ama split you with you my saw flow
You know death is calling def you gonna pick your call
bro
I expose your dead flows then proceed to fret those
Treating all you dogs bad I’m far from a vet tho
Ama thriller on the mic and I’m bringing lumber jacks in
To split you into two killin with my nigga hasi
My bars bro, they gettin hotter by the day
And no pebbles here but I’m a stoner by the way
Ama stone em on the way to make a name and the
millions
You fvcking fake ass like your chick be on some silicone
Mofos claiming ill are niggas that I murder anyhow
Coming with the mad beef like say I carry crazy cow
Fvcking up the game nigga let the pay come
Plus my flows come violent fvck a hailstorm
Though I’m hungry for the fame my soul is precious
to me
Means I ain’t eating from the serpents I ain’t Adam
and Eve
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