J. Rent - Flame (Prod. by J. Rent)

Опубликовано: 04 Август 2016
на канале: J. Rent

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Lyrics:

[verse 1]

my insides died, hardened now they're charred and black
fire started back with a spark in my cardiac
all the facts in my art, are passionate artifacts
snarlin' at moon, til it starts barkin' back

better charge him a carbon tax
for the rappers i burned, my passion is hard to match
-if i happen to get mad at you- it has to do
with your attitude having me askin you why you started rap

friends gassin you up, just to get burnt down
you're bound to the earth, jerk, but, im earth bound
means the verse style is out of this world pal,
flying saucers droppin, in they invadin' your turf now

my dad didnt want me rapping or writting songs
so when you don't support me, i feel right at home
I've got someone who doesnt dump my acheivements
so even if I snap, shannon i still love you to pieces

[verse 2]

its obsurd, they hate, and waitin' on ya to burn out
like candles on their birthday cake
great, you can mock it, or knock it til you got bruised fists
but you can't hold a candle to it, im too lit

every fan that i made, is fanning the flames
I set up camp in the rain, dont let it dampen my brain
examine the pain, have to explain it, can't pin the blame,
throwin shots in the dark, and trying to stab in a vein

hey - at times i admit i tried to give in and finally quit
but if i dont live this, then i dont exist
rise from a pit of fire to spit saliva thats mixed with lighter fluid
to fuel the drive, then ride it right off a cliff

it's - disturbin, try to sleep but i keep stirrin
I prefer to be heard, dont wanna be herded
felt fine in hell fire high on cheap bourbon
look down and see the steam from my feet burnin