The Heat 作词：Samuel Lindley, Carl Mitchell, Unknown, Ernest Wilson, Corey Woods
Yeah, yeah It's a no ID legendary Trackster production
Twista, I'm a giant into astrological science Rappin' phenomenal violence I'm such a honorable tyrant Verbal telekinesis is cuttin' fellas to pieces
Hell of a thesis, but holy like you could tell it's from Jesus As good as Pelican Brief is With the force of a sorcerer, never put fork in a pork I'm orchestratin' the orchestra
Forfeit your formula 'cause I'm formin' a thesaurus of versus Or its a chorus or more when I smoke a forest Super powers like Morpheus, Orcious like the orical Portable Mp3 players let you play what's recordable Legendary like Trackster, not scared to bury a rapper
I'm up for the beef, you just a vegetarian actor Identification is gone have to go by me 'Cause long as I don't got no ID, victims don't got no IV Intravenously poetry pedialyte, I'ma give 'em They said it was hot so check the media hype
Most people waitin', no there's no escapin' the heat (Yeah) The heat, the heat (Ain't no escape y'all) The heat (No turnin' back, I'm here forever)
I recollect the era where Terra and recommendations Of wreckin' the mic, respect a mack with no hesitation Meditation or not, I'm givin' my praises to Allah Thoughts of takin' shit harder and throwin' rocks at the Cahaba
These days is 'bout the dollar All of 'em into ballin', this sounds scannin' the cannon You ask if it's all appallin' All the braggin' is saggin' and swaggin' and sellin' drugs
And the thug in tight pants and what happen to yes y'all And sometimes I can't help the violence when I kick random rhymes
Make you shut the fuck up like sinuses or pantomimes Write a autograph for you as if you a fan of mine
'Cause I got you trippin' off the way my grammar rhyme Fixation on my dictation is evident I'm benevolent 'Cause the flow is elegant, throw like an elephant They shoulda told 'em that I flow like petroleum And I been cold at the podium sense break dancin' on linoleum
Most people waitin', no there's no escapin' the heat (Ain't no escape y'all) The heat (Yeah)
The heat (Tracksta, no ID) The heat (Mr immortality, I'm here forever)
Coolin' with the hustlers eatin' rum fish, guns is crisp Can't stand fake niggas and fake bitches Don't make me upset my stomach Them killas will come through the bathroom and tie up your honey
I'm all about my coins but fly Donald Goines a rat Fuck with fly chicken tenderloins You know it, you blow it, you know gotta go You can't live here, word to the mamas, that's a no
Surrounded by dons and consularies Don't get glarey, a refrigerator might fall Don't worry you a good nigga, stay in that zone You speakin' to a rich, real rap nigga Coolin' on his throne, yeah
Kiss your forehead with lead I got some Chicago nigga that do it quick fast for some bread And my lawyer and African prince Slid to America with three bags of dope in black bags
Most people waitin', no there's no escapin' The heat, the heat The heat, the heat (Oh)