Yuh, kick down the door I’m back
Bitch Get down I’m on ya ass/
Spit rounds they automatic
Get found where no one at

Get caught in broad day
And another body caught a bag
a Toe (get) tagged, like (I’m)
posting sneaker photographs

...Walk thru the broken glass/
Coughing choke on smoke and gas/
This feel like all she wrote
And all you know is Hope it pass

U tried to Wild for the night fuck round and caught a blast/
Its just a sign of the times come get this autograph

Slip into the dark and madness
I feel a bit off my axis
Might Paint the town red help Lucifer wit his arts and crafts/ I’m
High as Jerusalem, i’m too up am i part giraffe
Or maybe i just gone mad
To the max and all my thoughts are bat shit

I caught em lackin, they talking savage
They all just capping
The hardest snapping
I’m locking in Ima boston crab em
They thought they had him
I took they food and I brought em rations
Guard ya shit they know
Its bout to Blow and that’s on god dont Gas em

HOOK
Yeah the block hot yeah the city on fire
And its nonstop
Yeah the flames gettin higher
It will not stop
(Put) a million names on a flier
Yeah the city on…
City on fire



UP UP Up in smoke
Packin heat like oven door
Crashing and burn
And bending corners
Them some goners
Tuck and roll

Fuck it hope is touch and go
System missing nuts and bolts
Listen watch another show
It’s on repeat I just suppose

And this shit real as it get
Even tho it feel like a glitch
The climate chilly, the city frigid get hit wit a brick
I still aint flinch becoming numb don’t know if feelings exist
Talk silly til they peeling yo wig
Like the Indians did

And(Yeah) Still I’m killing
Fuck yo feeling
Hide your fears don’t desist
Aint no limit
blow the roof
life with ceilings don’t fit
I show the proof
Know the truth
Freedom still in the wind
In the deep abyss of the prison
Is Where the innocent swim

every citizen is a baller trying to get to the rim
Yeah it’s Synonymous it’s ominous we living in sin
Young player destined to win
got the shit end of the stick
See potential takes a hit
When The system isn’t a fit

You only good as the description that they fitting you in
Or the zip that they find you wit
Either they zippin your wrist
Or zipping the bag
Similar to the shit that I’m in
Burn this whole bitch down
Not again

Burn this whole bitch down, not again