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Hellfire

I am the god of hellfire and I bring you

"Fire! " Hellfire can't scorch me I'll see you burn

"Fire! " Not obtained by propane or lighter

Not a man gone' contain these flames they burn higher yell

"Fire! " and it's not on the roof, it's in the booth

Then spreads from the stage to the youth

Who all root for more

"Fire! " You can smell it in your clothes and your nose

See a hater closin his nose we closin the doors

They gotta bounce, cause I learned

Where there's smoke there's fire

Similar to the streets, where there's spokes there's tires

Keep rollin like X poppers, see them flames

They gone need dental records to retrieve them names

Of course the sheer force'll scorch upon contact

Zippo flow, here we go, let's all cock back and "Fire! "

"Fire! " Melt Antarctica down

Evict polar bears, help bring art to the sound spit

"Fire! " Like lit cigarette in dry leaves

Goodbye, leave, or die whenever your eyes see

"Fire! " That burns like a wound with a poof of liquor

Running through it like a molten river

Imagine hell like it's a motion picture

Hopeless folks roasting like it's a joke but sicker

Try living with "Fire! "

Not like water in mixed dranks

Forget rank, when enemies challenging this tank

"Fire! " Murder, death, kill with the grill

You've heard the best, don't sit still as you feel this

"Fire! " Folks catch chills off the skill it's

The Vill, I'll will, liquefy shields with

"Fire! " Too late to secure the perimeter

It'll enter ya soul you can't control the limits of

"Fire! "