Into the Fire
I'm making my way to greatness it'd be so insane to deny that
I'm coming in smoking hot like I'm fresh out the frying pan
Take me out my element, relevant as I've ever been
Never been this selfish I guess I'm keeping 'em guessing then
Take what you think and throw it out the window
Winter is over so you better get ready for the animal
Style you wanna follow with the lyrics you need to borrow
And you know that I'm the chef so don't spit you gotta swallow
How many other rappers do you know that can take on me?
How many other rappers boast university degrees?
Maybe you should load your guns and sharpen your knives
'Cause you can dread me, run from me, but I still arrive
If you're looking at me and you see a saint oh well
You better look again 'cause the devil's in the details
I'm loving the praise but I'm getting sick of all of your bitching
If you can't take the heat, better get the fuck out my kitchen
Nah I'm no fucking prodigy
But in a second you boutta see
A fuckin legend crawl outta me
Regardless if you're feelin these words or you are not
Grab a paper and pen and then I jot, on some Cole shit
Don't nobody know this, I'm more than an artist
Chasin a dream, really don't matter what the cost is
Can't wait for motivation, the world will keep rotatin
No time for vacations, grinding harder than any you
Asians solving Math equations
Back to the past
Little me puttin Slim Shady on blast
Back when my momma woudda whoop my ass
For saying the type of shit that I be sayin
Aint nobody leaving I am staying
Bout the time you know what My Name Is
Lyrics coming at you at sorta sonic speed
Lyrics coming at you at sorta sonic speed
Killin what I'm spittin
Spewin venom on the regular
Don't talk to me you're regular
I'm coming for your jugular
Talk back and I will murder ya
Not a butcher but I'll slaughter ya
My mind is a machine
Fuck the bitches, I want CREAM
If you're looking for the greatest
You won't need to look no further
Get yourself a dictionary
Check the meaning for the greatest
And you will see that the meaning for the greatest motherfucker
In the game is M dash I dash C
It's always gotta start and end with me
So don't mess with me before I get on a beat
Somebody's gonna have a lot of shit to say
One more verse on this track, you think I'd give it away?
Truth is you don't ever wanna see me ruthless
Useless piece of shit I'll leave you toothless
Another wolf dressed in wool another snake in the grass
I don't want anything to do with your fake fuckin ass
After this song just, expect not to last long
Stand up to me if only you had a backbone
Forced my hand till this shit turned ugly
I'd shoot you in the head but I'd rather get my knuckles bloody
Put a razor to your neck, cross me again
You won't live to see the few friends you have left
Dead bodies gotta go into the fire
'Cause I'm getting pretty tired of this two-faced liar
I'm coming in smoking hot like I'm fresh out the frying pan
Take me out my element, relevant as I've ever been
Never been this selfish I guess I'm keeping 'em guessing then
Take what you think and throw it out the window
Winter is over so you better get ready for the animal
Style you wanna follow with the lyrics you need to borrow
And you know that I'm the chef so don't spit you gotta swallow
How many other rappers do you know that can take on me?
How many other rappers boast university degrees?
Maybe you should load your guns and sharpen your knives
'Cause you can dread me, run from me, but I still arrive
If you're looking at me and you see a saint oh well
You better look again 'cause the devil's in the details
I'm loving the praise but I'm getting sick of all of your bitching
If you can't take the heat, better get the fuck out my kitchen
Nah I'm no fucking prodigy
But in a second you boutta see
A fuckin legend crawl outta me
Regardless if you're feelin these words or you are not
Grab a paper and pen and then I jot, on some Cole shit
Don't nobody know this, I'm more than an artist
Chasin a dream, really don't matter what the cost is
Can't wait for motivation, the world will keep rotatin
No time for vacations, grinding harder than any you
Asians solving Math equations
Back to the past
Little me puttin Slim Shady on blast
Back when my momma woudda whoop my ass
For saying the type of shit that I be sayin
Aint nobody leaving I am staying
Bout the time you know what My Name Is
Lyrics coming at you at sorta sonic speed
Lyrics coming at you at sorta sonic speed
Killin what I'm spittin
Spewin venom on the regular
Don't talk to me you're regular
I'm coming for your jugular
Talk back and I will murder ya
Not a butcher but I'll slaughter ya
My mind is a machine
Fuck the bitches, I want CREAM
If you're looking for the greatest
You won't need to look no further
Get yourself a dictionary
Check the meaning for the greatest
And you will see that the meaning for the greatest motherfucker
In the game is M dash I dash C
It's always gotta start and end with me
So don't mess with me before I get on a beat
Somebody's gonna have a lot of shit to say
One more verse on this track, you think I'd give it away?
Truth is you don't ever wanna see me ruthless
Useless piece of shit I'll leave you toothless
Another wolf dressed in wool another snake in the grass
I don't want anything to do with your fake fuckin ass
After this song just, expect not to last long
Stand up to me if only you had a backbone
Forced my hand till this shit turned ugly
I'd shoot you in the head but I'd rather get my knuckles bloody
Put a razor to your neck, cross me again
You won't live to see the few friends you have left
Dead bodies gotta go into the fire
'Cause I'm getting pretty tired of this two-faced liar
Credits
Writer(s): Paolo Sebastian C. Alegrado
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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