Sword of Fire (feat. moe.BPM)
Yea, ok
Hm, now I know
Swords, swords
Gotta know (Gotta know)
When you playing with fire
Yea, look
If I could carry you to the finish line would you sympathize and see that I'm tired?
Wonder if my parents had thoughts like that?
They the reason I got where I am
Every trail and tribulation read revelation, King James version
Skip out on churches these days, guess you can't say that I'm chicken
My girl a Guyarican version of Hale Barry
Don't wanna step out on you
Rather step with you
Ain't know my big sister was my step sister until I got to, school
Never believed Santa was true never got a present on Christmas
Stayed back on most class trips
Wore the same pair of kicks the whole year fourth grade, got alopecia had to get a shot In my head
Ain't gone lie was afraid and screamed like a, bitch
Girls be like "it's ok to cry" but off the internet they gone look at you like a lil bitch
Most shit just sound good, my shit got substance plus it sound good
Garbage get spins so don't believe the hype or the numbers kid
Baby girl why you acting so chill I know you wanna, ahhhh (Say ahh)
Every single time
Go ahead and let it out
Gone and let yo guard down ain't gone lie I been missing
Now you got my heart attention
Listen, can't you hear it?
Now I know (now I know)
That I'm dealing with fire
I'm the goat
You the green pasture
God I know
That I'm dealing with fire
I'ma goat
And you my green pasture
Umm I don't know
This is like uh, one of those times where it's like you know, when you hear an album and You're like "oh its good, I like it"
And then you revisit it later and you're like "you know what, I really like this song"
And that's like your go to song
And so like, that's the first song you always pick
So you usually always go to listen to that song
But then one day you're just like "ehh let me put some music on, let me just play this Shit, because I know I'm hear my song regardless, but let me just play this shit, Whatever"
But then you hear another song you're like "wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, rewind let's Start it over, that is a good song, why have I never noticed it"?
And you never noticed it because you're too busy paying attention to that one song that You really fucking liked
Even though you liked the whole album
You start picking favorites and shit
I be picking favorites and shit ha ha ha ha
Break it down
God I know (Let 'em know)
This is fire
Ay yo
The beat got me in a zone, I'm here thinking bout the span of my life, and going through this shit mostly alone
Emotional intelligence I had to learn it on my own, The side affects left me Anger prone
Ego inflamed, steroids like prednisone,
The pride inside kept me from growing, when I should have been making strides
Do the shadow work and analyze, I write a rhyme, vandalize
This ill hand style of mine, always forever be
It's ill how b4 I write it down it be like telepathy
Tongue fire sword weaponry and all other sorts of devilry
Balance the dark with the light, shed all the weight of this world but still hold on to all of The insights
I'll be hell'a dense, light, but so small, I'm still able to travel the cosmos on, to the next Ion
Word is bond (Word is bond)
Gotta know
This is fire
Dealing with fire
Betta know
This is fire
Yea
You know how we do
We link up
Build and destroy, only to build better
Niggas bring yo sweaters it's about to get cold
Uh, uh, uh
Mi corazón, corazón (Fire)
Pues eso en mi carazón (So cold it's fire)
My heart, my heart, I put that on my heart (Set this thang on fire, ah, ah, ah, lado este)
Mi corazón, corazón
Pues eso en mi carazón (Sword of fire, lado oeste)
My heart, my heart, baby I put that on my heart (Set this thang on fire, ah, ah, ah)
Mi corazón, azón (Wow)
Pues eso en mi carazón (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
My heart, my heart, I put that on my heart (Ah, ah, ah, lado oeste)
Mi corazón, azón
Pues eso en mi carazón (Lado este, set this on fire)
My heart (On fire)
I put that on my heart
Mi corazón, azón
Pues eso en mi carazón
My heart, my heart baby I put that on my heart
Hm, now I know
Swords, swords
Gotta know (Gotta know)
When you playing with fire
Yea, look
If I could carry you to the finish line would you sympathize and see that I'm tired?
Wonder if my parents had thoughts like that?
They the reason I got where I am
Every trail and tribulation read revelation, King James version
Skip out on churches these days, guess you can't say that I'm chicken
My girl a Guyarican version of Hale Barry
Don't wanna step out on you
Rather step with you
Ain't know my big sister was my step sister until I got to, school
Never believed Santa was true never got a present on Christmas
Stayed back on most class trips
Wore the same pair of kicks the whole year fourth grade, got alopecia had to get a shot In my head
Ain't gone lie was afraid and screamed like a, bitch
Girls be like "it's ok to cry" but off the internet they gone look at you like a lil bitch
Most shit just sound good, my shit got substance plus it sound good
Garbage get spins so don't believe the hype or the numbers kid
Baby girl why you acting so chill I know you wanna, ahhhh (Say ahh)
Every single time
Go ahead and let it out
Gone and let yo guard down ain't gone lie I been missing
Now you got my heart attention
Listen, can't you hear it?
Now I know (now I know)
That I'm dealing with fire
I'm the goat
You the green pasture
God I know
That I'm dealing with fire
I'ma goat
And you my green pasture
Umm I don't know
This is like uh, one of those times where it's like you know, when you hear an album and You're like "oh its good, I like it"
And then you revisit it later and you're like "you know what, I really like this song"
And that's like your go to song
And so like, that's the first song you always pick
So you usually always go to listen to that song
But then one day you're just like "ehh let me put some music on, let me just play this Shit, because I know I'm hear my song regardless, but let me just play this shit, Whatever"
But then you hear another song you're like "wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, rewind let's Start it over, that is a good song, why have I never noticed it"?
And you never noticed it because you're too busy paying attention to that one song that You really fucking liked
Even though you liked the whole album
You start picking favorites and shit
I be picking favorites and shit ha ha ha ha
Break it down
God I know (Let 'em know)
This is fire
Ay yo
The beat got me in a zone, I'm here thinking bout the span of my life, and going through this shit mostly alone
Emotional intelligence I had to learn it on my own, The side affects left me Anger prone
Ego inflamed, steroids like prednisone,
The pride inside kept me from growing, when I should have been making strides
Do the shadow work and analyze, I write a rhyme, vandalize
This ill hand style of mine, always forever be
It's ill how b4 I write it down it be like telepathy
Tongue fire sword weaponry and all other sorts of devilry
Balance the dark with the light, shed all the weight of this world but still hold on to all of The insights
I'll be hell'a dense, light, but so small, I'm still able to travel the cosmos on, to the next Ion
Word is bond (Word is bond)
Gotta know
This is fire
Dealing with fire
Betta know
This is fire
Yea
You know how we do
We link up
Build and destroy, only to build better
Niggas bring yo sweaters it's about to get cold
Uh, uh, uh
Mi corazón, corazón (Fire)
Pues eso en mi carazón (So cold it's fire)
My heart, my heart, I put that on my heart (Set this thang on fire, ah, ah, ah, lado este)
Mi corazón, corazón
Pues eso en mi carazón (Sword of fire, lado oeste)
My heart, my heart, baby I put that on my heart (Set this thang on fire, ah, ah, ah)
Mi corazón, azón (Wow)
Pues eso en mi carazón (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
My heart, my heart, I put that on my heart (Ah, ah, ah, lado oeste)
Mi corazón, azón
Pues eso en mi carazón (Lado este, set this on fire)
My heart (On fire)
I put that on my heart
Mi corazón, azón
Pues eso en mi carazón
My heart, my heart baby I put that on my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Colson
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