Towering Inferno

All night
Ive been spitting fire
Guess my whiskey breath
Is reacting to the lighter
Thats my drink of preference
(bitch)
Theres a line you can reference

I been spitting fire
Getting admired
Sitting with my Heine
Kins used up
Throw em in the trash
Shits fragile glass
Don't let em all clash
Or well be breaking
Hopping on broke legs
(shit)
Hope you faster than 2 megs
Fibers coming
Heard it through the wire
If you weren't so slow
They'd prolly invite ya
Hunting chasing down
Then I bite ya
Slower
Supplemented for the tigers
Kill and kite ya
An the hospital fee
(yea)
Im leaving for the finders

Call me crazy
Know its heinous
Life is hell
Death is painless

Well paint the picture
And clear the wall
Need somewhere to hang this



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jenkins, Anthony Ray Jenkins
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