I would have magma flows when I eve up
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All my verses volcano, burnin¡¯ meltin¡¯ the street up
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Just me turnin¡¯ the heat up, keep the pharynital supernova
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My competition get to baggin¡¯ up and movin¡¯ over
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Slid in like a flamethrower for you know that game¡¯s over
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Fresh out of boot camp, they know how to train a soldier
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Focused while my brain was sober, some however ain¡¯t my problem
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Commander Commando, Liverpool star worry no no
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My attribution to hip-hop will be the truths illucid
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I¡¯m neutering every track that Arcitype abducing
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I¡¯m dropping hard on top of your cranium like an avalanche
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Blast like a natural disaster, you don¡¯t have a chance
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The king of crown high, still holdin¡¯ down the crown
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Act like you pumped up then jumped up and I¡¯mma lay you down
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Harder than rocket science, this chorus is carnivorous
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The biggest beast stomping through the hood, dinosaurs
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You want that heat? I¡¯m ¡®bout to burn this beat up
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Rose, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I make it hot enough to burn the street up
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Magma, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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You want that heat? I¡¯m ¡®bout to burn this beat up
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Rose, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I make it hot enough to burn the street up
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Magma, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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Beat up hente, this fatto was caliente
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I¡¯m criminal and you rattin¡¯ like Leonardo Sensei
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Use to be poverty stricken, now my condos are deluxe
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Went from smashing dumb beat chick to bend models with D cups
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But if I¡¯m the ria
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I thought get up and keep it G up
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Throw my feet up
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You want that heat? I¡¯m about to burn the speed up
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Electrifying like a schizophrenic electrician
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Stomp the gang out
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If I stumble call it sad trippin¡¯
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I¡¯m known for scag grippin¡¯ and spittin¡¯ the follow tive
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Leave you with a hollow back and you slack in the fall of it
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Elite beat bomb, I¡¯m baseline terrorist
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Psychopathic rum addict, I need a therapist
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Rock like Aerosmith, some call it a ghetto gift
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Makin¡¯ you pass up, makin¡¯ you strip with a metal clique
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Harder than rocket science, this chorus is carnivorous
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The biggest beast stomping through the hood, dinosaurs
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You want that heat? I¡¯m ¡®bout to burn this beat up
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Rose, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I make it hot enough to burn the street up
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Magma, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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You want that heat? I¡¯m ¡®bout to burn this beat up
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Rose, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I make it hot enough to burn the street up
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Magma, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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The microphone destroyin¡¯ hyper but you knowin¡¯ I put a knife up to your organs
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Getting high feed on the chorus I..
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Destroy your covert in front of a crowd of millions
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Shred ¡®em into pieces and then spit on whoever chill with them
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I expose clowns, go and paint your face
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Kill black people, white people, I ain¡¯t racist
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I just chase you off the block with the rustiest 45
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Stick it in your ear til it¡¯s coming out the other side
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Catch me in my ride, call it drivin¡¯ drunk
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Half fool with something mean hiding in my dunks
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Who could embody me? Son, you could embody yourself
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Your sound scans is low, you stay by to the shelf
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I know it hurts huh, it¡¯s an epidemic
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Bunch of fake pyros, your cast scared, I said it
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Homie yea I said it, I¡¯m the best alive
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That¡¯s why I be giving your girl a uterus massage
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You want that heat? I¡¯m ¡®bout to burn this beat up
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Rose, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I make it hot enough to burn the street up
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Magma, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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You want that heat? I¡¯m ¡®bout to burn this beat up
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Rose, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I make it hot enough to burn the street up
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Magma, I stick that lava
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I got that lava
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I got that lava
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Lava
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| Ruste Juxx & The Arcitype |
