Heat Remix

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Hook x2 Remix I'm bringing the heat, Remix I'm bringing with the heat/
These motherfucker so weak, Remix I'm bringing with the heat/
Remix I'm bringing the heat, Remix I'm bringing with the heat/
Remix I'm bringing the heat, keep it tucked right under my seat/
 
1st verse Saint James an Im heating this beat/
Joined up with threat, cooking beef with the heat/
I don't give a fuck about your team, These MCs just cannot compete/
 
They writtens get beat coming off the brain/
They blowing out smoke like the top of a train/
I dont give a fuck about no fame/
They dye from the haze when we dropping these flames./
 
Most of these battles come down to who's popular/
Who's doing promo an got the most followers/
these Comments is people just talking shit/
If it was all about skill then you faggets couldn't stop the kid/
 
Your girls on my dick, so I give them them number/
Dry condoms in bitches how im burning this rubber/
Bitch you ain't straight up the Gutta/
I'm hunting these Dog down like the bounty hunter/
 
I'll be honest, you don't really want to do this/
Names after a Saint, but I'm really more like Judist/
I'm recouping, on the weekend be getting too lit/
Like Elmer fudd an Daffy duck I'm shooting these nuisance/
 
You ain't got two cents, while I'm getting Benjamins/
Snapped just like a toothpick, lyrics finna injure then/
Leave them choking like a spoonful of Cinnamon/
Going for two minutes, my limit is unlimited/
 
Man im really living this, but they just want to talk about it/
Wanting to be hood, but I'm trying get the fuck up out it/
Had a hard life, an I'm really not to proud about it/
But I wouldn't change it for nothing an theres not a dought about it/
 
All these maggets always acting like they fly/
Man im like a fighter pilot shooting them out the sky/
I can rip a beat a thousand time,/
They fanning the flames trying make the fire die/ Hook x2
 
2nd verse If you running the streets keeping heat is so critical/
Pussys don't fight no more shit is so pitiful/
Been fighting since I been in middle school/
I learned always watching your back is so pivotal/
 
Put multisyllables in to rhymes/ Want to get technical, get chopped up like N9NE/
I'm strange with the music, an I'm like a student/
Watch the way they do it, an study they lines/
 
.45 on the side, with extendos/ Only challenge is to stay on my ten toes/
But I spit it fresh, like I just ate a bunch of Mentos/
I'm shark in the ocean, competing with minnows /
 
X/Ex's an O/hoes just a part of the past/
Broken my heart now it's hard as a cast/
Get cold hearted for that cold hard cash/
Trying to make it down this road but got no more gas/
 
Most don't know our dad an our mother prolly junkies/
Ain't got a bed, so I pass out on the love seat/
Only thing in the fridge, is some lunch meat/
That's just how it is in Louisville Kentucky/
 
Most of us druggies, an half of us criminals/
No names get Shot like when spitting subliminals/
Drowning the kids like the deep end of swimming pools/
The ones writing rules is the ones always bending them/
 
Then they pinned it on a innocent man/
Like the government stealing the Indians land/
It's all gonna blow up like nukes in Japan/
Ther the ones that got us stuck in this jam/
 
This how you kill a song with something to say/. .
I just murdered this beat in six different ways/
Adversity, Lyrical, metaphors, pain/ relationship, real life, an then history,/ Hook x2

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