Lyrics:
look much brighter
Though the heat's gonna carry on
We'll make it through
Look up look up, every minute every hour
Day by day, raise your head,
can't sleep (why)
Cause I got too much heat
I got too much heat so ima need some fans
Cooling off by waving around a couple bands
Ice on my wrists
dead presidents
You don't know now you know right here this the evidence
The struggle that I underwent mother f your sentiments
Never came by accident
[ VERSE 1 ]
One by one goes the bullets in the clip
Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now you're ready to start shit
Heat comin from the barrel
Beware of the dogs, off the chain
Fuck your whips, at the club, we piss in the parking lanes
Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
If your broad
Bring the Heat
Step back gonna rock the mic
Gonna rock your night we go mad
Step up make my body roll
When we burning up just like that
Ah feeling
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that's what you deserve
To rave during the heat death
by killers
Who told me to pull the triggas
Don't matter who it is:
Shank, spade, cracker, n*gga
'Cause the streets respect the heat
And killer
Y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't want, that
Get caught up in these streets
Get shot up by them heats
y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't
well
More heat needed melt your face white devils on the wire
More heat needed by your grace
Where there's smoke there's fire
I made it
the heat
Come and see me at the aftershow, let me show you how I afterglow, I need it
Shine a light, let me bask in yours, not much that I'm asking for, feel
of thrones
Chea I got the win locked nigga wit cheat codes
Chopping down logs to create heat
By logs I mean bars
By bars I mean beats
By heat I mean fire
Burn
your speakers up a notch
Turn it up now
Bring that heat
I think them neighbors might just call the cops
Bring that heat
Once we start, ain't no way we
gun
Fell by your gun, yes,
Fell by your gun
For more than three hundred nazis fell by your gun
In your hot summer's heat, in your cold wintery
armour, thick skin,
Summon di warrior, so nothin' comes in,
Blessed by karma, so don't waste your time,
Don't push me, don't cross that line
Cause I
my ass
My erection is reaffirmed by
Listening to you
I love to hear your voice panting from the
Heat begging me to cross limit's that
We only cross
Whatchu' gon' do, living on the street
Whatchu gon' do, when you're stuck in the heat
Of a drive by, night time, shooting down your wind chimes
yeah
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
You heard
the desire to be close in proximity, truthfully, but way too scorching
Need heat deflection just to look in your direction got random people undressing in
that's in heat
You'll never succeed with that attitude, my dude
Crying like a bitch that's in heat
You'll never succeed with that attitude
I can hear your
I got some shit for you to come and get
I'm at the St. Regis up on Briar Oaks
Hit me when you done your shift
Woo, I see you doin' well, baby
Oh,
Charged by a large incidental non accidental
I eat she eat she eat he eat
Lookout I spit on the heat
Of these beats you talk about switching
Attitude for
Powder mixed with water drops
To make a delicious paste
Nothing in space must go to waste
Surrounded by gamma rays
But I prefer microwaves
Heat is
Boy, I done warned you
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
Better listen up close nigga, don't trip
Your heat's in the car, mine's in this
Discuss these your heat by xp8 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In