Fire

Ain't nothing nice that's the art of the war|Now let me take y'all back to what had started it all|Listen when trusts that's breaks that's when alliances fall|Like what you think all the defiance is for|That we'll just meddle in the dirt|we'll just settle in the earth|a rose pedal from the birth|a tea kettle bout to burst|We've had it with all y'all emphatic|dramatics combatant is our only status|It's a battle to the finish|off your high horse|add your saddle to the winnings|try and hide but it can tell|your attitude is thinning|You dug your own grave|ain't no ladder to new beginnings|You take what you is given|We bout to rise up|Yea you got us all fired up|Watch the ashes fall x2||It's game over but you're never really over the game|over the fame over the moon nom de plume|you got a nickname so no one notices you|I guess that's just the life that we choose|It's who's who turning heads like an owl|never bow out never throwing in the towel|just to wipe the sweat of the brow and when it gets foul|you only got two shots and it's now|Yo I've had enough it's really now or never|All the silence severed|strings tremble you just a puppet to Ghepetto|The strings sing like the violins crescendo|We about to blow like a cartridge on a Nintendo|So let's go who the real master here|So let's pray Who the real pastor here|We all know no one made it faster here|And I'm the only one that's ever outlasted here||We bout to rise up|Yea you got us all fired up|Watch the ashes fall x2