Cover Me (Fire)
He who comes after me is mightier than I
He will baptize you with fire
Chill Bump's back with some organized magic
We like pyros who wanna light matches
With all the right raps and all the right scratches
The perfect chemistry like one of Walter White's batches
You write wack shit, quit smoking chron
Quit jerking in the mirror, you sniff coke upon
You not spitting, bitch, know you wrong
You got 2Pac spinning, you Rich Homie Quan
Go get your crew for back up
My crew carry trays to make your juices splatter
If I had to use the chrome, I'd shoot a rapper
Act like you the G.O.A.T, I'm the Chupa Cabra
And I hate you kids with garbage in your ears
God you ignorant, go and gargle shit and piss
My goal is to strangle lady Gaga with her wig
When I get passed the guards who guard her in her crib
Kidnap Nicki, silly old slut
And fuck anybody thinking that her singing don't suck
I'ma split a hole in her, spill that hoe's gut
Watch the jelly explode from her silicone butt. So what?
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I-, cover me I-, cover-
I'm a professional, I know that I am special
Know I'm successful, know I got potential
Yo this life is stressful, homies try to test you
Hold the mic to diss you, get a hold of y'all credentials
Phoney lying friends'll hover over like a kestrel
Hoes be lining up to try to blow you by the restroom
Emcees try to make your shit their own just like a stencil
Stress 'll probably make you have a stroke and pop a vessel
It's too fucking harsh, God it's fucking hard
But I always love the art, love to vomit up the bars
I am out this fucking world, beyond the shining stars
I'll be rhyming 'til martians wanna follow us on Mars
You can try to bite me 'til your tooth is throbbing
You can steal my raps, I am too uncommon
But you finna feel the wrath of Tutan Khamun
You gon' wish your silly ass dad used a condom
I am fresh, I am rare, I'm an oasis
I'm innovative, Einstein's mind is so basic
I violated this beat then violently raped it
Y'all are PC rappers, y'all rhyme but don't say (shit)
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me, cover me
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me, cover me
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me, cover me
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
He will baptize you with fire
Chill Bump's back with some organized magic
We like pyros who wanna light matches
With all the right raps and all the right scratches
The perfect chemistry like one of Walter White's batches
You write wack shit, quit smoking chron
Quit jerking in the mirror, you sniff coke upon
You not spitting, bitch, know you wrong
You got 2Pac spinning, you Rich Homie Quan
Go get your crew for back up
My crew carry trays to make your juices splatter
If I had to use the chrome, I'd shoot a rapper
Act like you the G.O.A.T, I'm the Chupa Cabra
And I hate you kids with garbage in your ears
God you ignorant, go and gargle shit and piss
My goal is to strangle lady Gaga with her wig
When I get passed the guards who guard her in her crib
Kidnap Nicki, silly old slut
And fuck anybody thinking that her singing don't suck
I'ma split a hole in her, spill that hoe's gut
Watch the jelly explode from her silicone butt. So what?
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I-, cover me I-, cover-
I'm a professional, I know that I am special
Know I'm successful, know I got potential
Yo this life is stressful, homies try to test you
Hold the mic to diss you, get a hold of y'all credentials
Phoney lying friends'll hover over like a kestrel
Hoes be lining up to try to blow you by the restroom
Emcees try to make your shit their own just like a stencil
Stress 'll probably make you have a stroke and pop a vessel
It's too fucking harsh, God it's fucking hard
But I always love the art, love to vomit up the bars
I am out this fucking world, beyond the shining stars
I'll be rhyming 'til martians wanna follow us on Mars
You can try to bite me 'til your tooth is throbbing
You can steal my raps, I am too uncommon
But you finna feel the wrath of Tutan Khamun
You gon' wish your silly ass dad used a condom
I am fresh, I am rare, I'm an oasis
I'm innovative, Einstein's mind is so basic
I violated this beat then violently raped it
Y'all are PC rappers, y'all rhyme but don't say (shit)
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me, cover me
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me, cover me
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me, cover me
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Cover me I'm going in
Credits
Writer(s): Pierre Scarland, Alban Bernad
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