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Ronald Bartel Intro
00:35
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Flammable Material
02:47
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It’s Black metal burning churches I’m a different breed
Bitch, Ima get this dream no difference if I Live and breathe
Ain't no statistics gonna tell me shit, its history
Ima making, try to fuck with this your burning to fifth degree
if you ain't came to kill then what the fuck you rocking for?
Now that i've dropped my store I hardly stay in stock no more
And I can tell you never heard someone this hot before
You at your house applying lidocaine and lots of Aquaphor
you getting skin grafts because of my syntax
okay - the feature price been nice but now you’ve been taxed
I know y'all wanna see me dead and gone I Get that
Cuz i'm the son of satan on a track fuck all the chit chat
Fire breather, Charizard that way i'm spiting flames
You know you getting maimed i’ll turn person to a patient
You swallowed soot and now you getting throat - intubation
Burns they rarely kill, you dying from the (smoke) inhalation
hook:
I tend to kill soon as I see motion
take fentanyl to numb the pain you getting 3 doses
You fuck with me you gonna need lotion
Ketamine to numb the brain you at the doctor getting fiend dosage
I tend to kill soon as I see motion
take fentanyl to numb the pain you getting 3 doses
You fuck with me you gonna need lotion
Ketamine to numb the brain you at the doctor getting fiend dosage
Verse 2:
Because of my steez you in a room thats 98 degrees
Material is flammable off oxygen it feeds
I’ll leave you rotting in a box somewhere beneath
You Either DOA or locked inside a coffin trying to breathe
You better stock up on the lotion the they bathe you in
You getting flakey skin because the state I placed you in
A mental state thats blazing hotter than atheist
In hell there ain't no telling how I come up with this crazy shit
and all the records you create be the fugaziest
The rhymes you tend to make might - be the laziest
And In my neighborhood the firefighters ain't just saving cats
The fires blazing fast the shit i'm making be the waviest
and every time I write its like i'm showing off
Im aging in reverse my bars get harder while you going soft
You played my record now the smoke detectors going off
Ain't just fire a drill the sprinkler valve glass is blowing off
hook:
I tend to kill soon as I see motion
take fentanyl to numb the pain you getting 3 doses
You fuck with me you gonna need lotion
Ketamine to numb the brain you at the doctor getting fiend dosage
I tend to kill soon as I see motion
take fentanyl to numb the pain you getting 3 doses
You fuck with me you gonna need lotion
Ketamine to numb the brain you at the doctor getting fiend dosage
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Backdraft ft. Lord Goat
03:07
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I ain't the sickest in the room we must be in a hospice
close to death, protect ya neck like you a fucking ostrich
Mosh pits, that’s what i'm causing when I drop hits
And I ain't talking acid, ima god to rap, you not shit
You might’ve caught corona but you not sick
And you might be a beast when you alone but you are not this
I'm in the cockpit we dropping bombs like Nagasaki
Homie you could know karate, soul is still gon' leave your body
and I ain't famous but I do what I do
I put a decade in this game and I threw my name in and who is you?
And if i'm knew to you I pray your forgiven
But i'd wager you're in danger of a major incision
(Yea) At 26 I made a major decision
got dedicated to the way I was fucking living
At 32 I had to pray i'm forgiven
I’ll Never turn my back on rap but hate the wage I been given (ugh)
Sometimes i'm feeling like this place is a prison
like it's a god given gift but this a waste of a vision
Like i'm a cook who's been displaced from the kitchen
Basically tripping, i'll rearrange your face
and at this pace that I'm ripping, I could write a rhyme in a minute
By design i'm writing lines until my time is infinite
and I ain't believing that the sky is the limit
cuz this timeline is fine but there’ll be nine when its finished, yea
Lord Goat
Bloody tablecloths skulls dripping like cheesy bread
No reasoning my deli stinking like seasoning
Cadaver stench like rotten pesto, seafood that’s lingering
Return of Charlie M, young Tex like Beatles singing it
Like raise the altar, coffin syrup the final offer
Engage the body bag before they burn it then it hits the water
My mind’s playing tricks on me, shells in your aorta
In the deli on the scale, wax paper, it takes the orders
Body parts in plastic boars head cases, dirty faces
And deli gloves from the stair cases, hair raises,
Blast haters, grass tasters, gas and hash blazers
Seen Tuti out in Vegas burning burning buds,
that’s what made me famous
they blew his face all over the dash, you can smell the fragrance
Inverted reverend but the carpet in the smelly basement
Murder machine we get the work from the asians
We pagans, Farragut road we dying for the papers
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I couldn’t make it as a cop
my third try as a fire fighter I got the spot
I climbed the ladder to the top
Studied the science of fire at a local college and worked a lot
Fire captain investigating the scene
The point of origin needed before determining gasoline
or any other known accelerants
a convenient store consumed by the most beautiful element
Considered and accident at first they disregarded it
my theory of an arsonist discarded it
Pretend to search for the parties who played a part in it
But all the while knowing I’m the arsonist who started it
I'm in the cycle the public dubbed me the “Pillow Pyro”
my family thinking Im innocent but I been a psycho
Yea ,feeding California to flames
The beast is eager to eat and I’m feeding it leaving the people maimed
Hook:
Prolly started more fires than I fought
2000 fires suspected before I got caught
Yea, from 84 - 91
The most prolific arsonists killing people without a gun
Prolly started more fires than I fought
2000 fires suspected before I got caught
Yea , from 84 - 91
The most prolific arsonists killing people without a gun
Verse 2
4 bodies in my wake before I’m finished
I filmed the fires it got me off to watch them as they just diminish
I just admire as the pile up
Fire lover whole city knowing there’s a firebug
One of the suspects they knew it was it was the GFD
but not the others the finger print it would lead to me
thats all they needed investigation begun
proceeded to be a deceiving heathen until my days were done
My own writings did me in like Ted Kaczinski
Parallels to my felonies so they did convict me
Plus with the fingerprints and other shit
the government was convinced way before they raided the mothership
took me to prison I road for miles just staring
I told them it wasn’t me go and read the book it was Stiles, Aron
She took the stand and my daughter kept me from death
But now she knows who I am so she’s fled and now I got nothing left
Hook:
Prolly started more fires than I fought
2000 fires suspected before I got caught
Yea, from 84 - 91
The most prolific arsonists killing people without a gun
Prolly started more fires than I fought
2000 fires suspected before I got caught
Yea, from 84 - 91
The most prolific arsonists killing people without a gun
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Look….You bout to have me in my savage zone
-we battle rap ima bag and send your cadaver home
The way Im rapping I could shatter bones
Splatter your dome and then leave your matter scattered up in the catacombs
(yea) im a villain raiding your villages
build and destroy like guerrillas raping and pillaging
My cells are dying but really feel lime a still a kid
I quit the alcohol it was really killing my will to live
now im back and better than ever
You in my path im happy to take a blade and then start to sever
Ill stab your brain up with your nose bone
I Might be a little quiet but down to riot and hold the throne
I really think it’s in my chromosomes
Ima Gorilla in the mist, beat on my chest and then pound my fist
ill be renowned before the sound desists
You never sold no pounds or ounces you a clown your sound is counterfeit
Hook:
I bring the brutal bars that show you that im the greatest
It only takes one - your ego’s deflated
….This is the cream of the crop
Scheme and ill plot to get the dream but never be what I’m not
I Brin the brutal bars… thats why im the greatest
It only takes one - your ego’s deflated
….This is the cream of the crop
Scheme and ill plot to get the dream but never be what I’m not
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I'm steady rocking w the best of em
Sever their necks and let the rats gnaw at the rest of em
im partly Mexican but mostly white
i've done a lot of wrong in life, but despite, I feel I’ve done mostly right
I'd get in fights and do some coke then go to sleep at night
wake up depressed then go and eat and then repeat the night
got sick of being weak I used to live a vegan life
And now I can’t say no to eating every single pizza slice
Guess I’m a beast in life, consuming that and this
the data hits, the scale is tipped, and now i'm Mad and pissed
Street magician ask me how I’m like imagine this;
You talking shit, your teeth then disappear and thats my magic trick
Go eat a bag of dicks, ill even feed you some
Satans back call the police because the beast has won
and any time I’m at the table’s when the feasts begun
You battle me you better play deceased and then proceed to run
chew up and swallow every rapper whole
Hollow bastards watch your backs because ill snatch your soul
Its masterful the way I set up and attack my goals
They try to crack the code these copycats they match and jack the flows
name a person better who’s as pale as this
Im gluttonous inhaling calories, exhaling hits
Im gluttonous inhaling calories, exhaling hits
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Ive always been at odds with every single institution
Felt like a burning monk protesting buddhist persecution
and I can self destruct the same
Sitting in a city street my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flame
Yea, the rebel type who led a felon life
With not a felony to stick, investigated twice
And now I’m living a domesticated life
I Went from no food on the table, now I’ve got a stable job and wife
Anything you’d ask id do the opposite
if my girlfriend liked my hair id have to chop the shit
Don't like my clothes? Ok I guess I’ll have to rock the shit
Was middle finger to the cops, and that will never stop
jobs would call and they would never get a call back
Chasing dreams and didn’t give a fuck about a fall back
With no regrets because I love the way I’m living
I ain't rich, but I will never say what if and that’s the difference
Hook:
I've always been at odds with every single institution
Feel like a burning monk protesting buddhist persecution
and I can self destruct the same
Sitting in a city street my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flame
I've always been at odds with every single institution
Feel like a burning monk protesting buddhist persecution
and I can self destruct the same
Sitting in a city street my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flame
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8. |
Waking up to Fire
03:16
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These lyrics come to me when sleeping
I couldn't think of em when conscious but asleep they creep in
The Sandman he stay assisting with the mental block
it’s better than the shadow creatures stealing my soul at ten o clock
Or nightmares in which your friends will all defend your opps
entrap you in your spot and then they send the cops
I had a dream that I flying with the falcons
Then I woke up from a coma and I had enough to fill up an album
Many metaphors from dwelling in my melon more
Produced the ammunition that Cabelas couldn’t sell in stores
Look, This shit is magic like magellan
There’s no telling what’ll come to me when sleeping never settle for
lazy writtens when this slumbers at my service
Writing better bars on accident than most will ever pen on purpose
sleep studies couldn’t even scratch the surface
I know this shits a gift but feel I don't deserve it
I fell asleep before I solved a problem
Then I Woke with the solution cuz the god of sleep, he must have got em
Made a mistake when waking up I didn’t think to jot em
Woken up to soon went back to sleep and so I just forgot em
hook:
these rhymes get written in my sleep
steady grinding I ain't talking bout a line or two a week
I’m like a wolf who stays inspired by the sheep
I’m Only waking up with fire not a line I wouldn’t keep
these rhymes get written in my sleep
steady grinding I ain't talking bout a line or two a week
I’m like a wolf who stays inspired by the sheep
I’m Only waking up with fire not a line I wouldn’t keep
Verse 2
this creativity is flowing through my unconscious body
popped a sleeping pill to get it going
Lights are off i've fallen deep into a dream state
I fell asleep stressed but woke up to a clean slate
Yea, they say that sleep’s for the weak
But sleep assists me when i'm feeling like my mind has really reached its peak
When i'm feeling like i'm losing the skill
I take a nap and then its right back to beats that I knew I would kill
Many mornings woke to melatonin miracles
Literally writing rhymes while sleeping not satirical
flawless victory, turn any beat to history
I go to sleep with questions then I wake up to Epiphanies
yea, this shit's a gift and some got more of it
creativity ain't yours so what’s the source of it?
Writing rhymes bur never knowing what it’s going to be
externally it comes I sleep and then it’s flowing through me
hook:
these rhymes get written in my sleep
steady grinding I ain't talking bout a line or two a week
I’m like a wolf who stays inspired by the sheep
I’m Only waking up with fire not a line I wouldn’t keep
these rhymes get written in my sleep
steady grinding I ain't talking bout a line or two a week
I’m like a wolf who stays inspired by the sheep
I’m Only waking up with fire not a line I wouldn’t keep
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I’m flawless victory personified
You fiending for the feature you can hit me for the homicide
A Mic killer bitch ill really leave you traumatized
The plan was to advance but now your channels been demonetized
Ugh, faces of death the way I break your neck
I’m taking off your flesh after I take your check
if You gonna make a move you Gotta take a step
Ill place a bet you gonna meet your maker for I break a sweat
a murderous version of terminator
You fucking virgins the date of your death i'll determine later
This is my sermon to any you vermin haters
You keep up the words I’m killing you nerds with exterminators
you question your worth cuz i'm earning greater
I won’t be disturbed when half of you herbs are converted later
Look, got fire coming out the neck
And i'm ready blaze to death any lame who aiming to disrespect
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Ill be a pyro til they lock us up
pockets stuffed the Glock is tucked to kill the cops who get the drop on us
They want us cuffed, The wanted posters keeping on popping up
They hoping that it stops, But we won’t stop until your block is dust
we came from hell and now the plan is that we bring you back
The place we from is hot so understand the way that we attack
entire families trapped in - fires that we started
And their souls will be discarded, we the hardest, and we go retarded
timing devices - dynamite, and lots of gasoline
that’s what we packing when we savagely attack the scene
thats the team a bunch of psychopathic fallen angles
Best up in the biz dont leave a trace we cover all the angles
we bring the heat to anybody living comfortably
We hope the world will see the vision that we’ve come to see
and if you don’t it doesn’t matter your still under siege
We’ll tear the world asunder til these - dummies put their guns to me
Verse 2:
After thousands of bodies burnt and hundreds of fires
I think they finally got us trapped they want us frying for priors
The screws pursuing tried to lose em with a new route
But now were in the streets -facing police having a shootout
Bullets flying back and forth we hanging out the whip
We’ll end up in a cell or catching bodies til we out this bitch
we emptied out the clip you gotta love it the rush
was Blacking out but then I woke up in a hospital with fucking cuffs
Ok they got us but we took a couple too
And I dont see an L’s cuz every death’s another W
Fired the PD we’ll represent our selves
There’ aint no need for a defense, defend yourselves when you all get to hell
A guilty plea won’t hurt us.. we confessed to the murders
No remorse cuz they deserved it -lets get to the verdict
it Doesn’t matter cuz were knights in satans service
And we cloaked in humans skin but we some demons once you break the surface
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