Lyrics:
buzz my head
Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed
Street band playing "Nearer My God to Thee"
We met at the station where the mission bells
Atlantic
Big Body Benz, and the choppa gon do damage, bitch
Cheese up in my jeans, but I ain't sagging
The money talking to me like "Alo?"
A nigga speaking
you watching me
And the look in your eyes is burning deep
I feel it in my soul
And the heat that I feel makes me lose control
Now baby come with me
I
bring the heat
Spit raw verses, knocking them off their feet
In the lab with the crew, create a masterpiece
Make magic happen, raw energy unleashed
of living is hurting inside
Abide by the light
Abide by the tides
Of the ocean
Surf through Atlantic’s stay on the rise
Let’s do a fucking concert
On the top
An open microphone can be dangerous
Let's tune in on two of the greatest MC's out there
(Chorus)
[Rakaa, Gift of Gab]
Passion
The will to win,
rappers try to faze me
They must be crazy messin with the Books and Drayzie
Big-up to Jersey and my people's out in el-a
Well-a hell-a can never cut
the baking soda whipping up kids
It's a drought without water, the soil can't crack
Water in the duals makes loud glass packs
My family know me by Earl
dumbing out to sum it up
We one in a mil' all night
Until the sun is up recognize
"Recognize" "Don't get it twisted"
Uh deep as The Passion Of Christ
My
bands while running from heat
We up in the poles, tryna make niggas geek
We up in the poles, niggas start hittin' feet
I'm callin a play, like I play for
to you, say it to you
Looking out from the dead remains
Of a dock house drowned by Atlantic rains
I hear the long lost voice of a twisted mind
And a man in
meaning not cooked
These fake rappers heads are down
'Cause in the face of KRS they do not look
.40 cal' style, ram-pam-pam like big drums
When I heat
We live our lives in fever
In a choking sweat of fear
In the heat of the night you can feel so much
In the heat of the night I scream
Don't touch
We live our lives in fever
In a choking sweat of fear
In the heat of the night you can feel so much
In the heat of the night I scream
Don't touch
appeared in English around 1000 AD
And by the 16th century it was commonly referred to in English
English was spelt wrong here
As sparak or sparach
At this
with the heat
If you wanna get it, then come in and cop a seat
When it come this shit, I'm running it
I'm a beast
Look alive, I'm a muthafuckin vibe
fucked anybody i wanted to.
I was, however, gang raped by a blues band in an old
school bus. That was pretty
horrible. There were only three of them.
I
to the heat
I was taken from the shadows
By the eyes of light
I am relentless with desire to get to you
Relentless and there's fire in everything I do
In QB , when niggas had they grimy ways
Up in the street when thugs had to hold they heat but never me
I slipped them off they own two feet
If you
heat
Ain't easy yeah
I know this
Deep in our passion
We find resolution
When You say it's anger
Don't retract girl
Playing that right back and forth
I Can Feel the Heat from Here
Written by Terry Rudnick © 2021 Terry Rudenick
The look that you give me from across the room
Ignites a passion
Caught in them schemes (yeah yeah)
Dubba-AA flex
I don't believe, in what you believe
(yeah yeah, ugh)
That I gotta leave (yeah, ugh, I gotta go)
in yourself and my passion for you!
Just wild beat communication
Wild and free rising over the stars
There's no need to hide I'm
Always by your side
What’s going on with you
Are you following your purpose
Or is this just passions
Really, is it worth it
Mixed emotions and I can’t control it
Heat
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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