lirik lagu the heat is on (prodigy & godfather don) – screwball
(prodigy and kl talking)
(p) “yo, yo dun, whattup baby? ”
(kl) “what’s the deal son? ”
(p) “aint sh-t man, we was just talkin about that sh-t last night,
that sh-t is crazy right? ”
(kl) “for real son, shorty was like sixteen”
(p) “police come skiddin up on the sidewalk and sh-t, what the f-ck is
wrong with n-gg-s man? ”
(kl) “you seen them n-gg-s dun? them n-gg-s crazy”
(p) “sh-t is hot though, they need to chill the f-ck out with that man”
(kl “word, it’s aight though son, we survivers in this game”
screwball with the mobb…times is hard on everybody boulevard…..
verse 1: (poet)
that’s my word, im mothaf-ckin stressed
it seems like lifes tryin to put me through a test
cause every f-ckin day it’s just gettin worse
what’s worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a he-rs-
but no time to think about the consequences
the years in jail, f-ck the death sentence
all i know is that i need mad cash in a flash
before i gotta kill somebody -ss
might as well be in jail or dead
cause if you aint gettin paid then you aint gettin ahead (that’s
word)
sittin in my room with the lights out thinkin
im alive, but i aint livin, im leakin
i made my bed and ima lay in it
but i aint gonna stay in it
i might start sprayin sh-t
i shouldve stayed in school, but that’s a dead issue
f-ck a g.e.d., that’s like toilet tissue
all my friends are hoodlums and hustlers
runnin with a bunch of stupid crazy mothaf-ckas
n-gg-s f-ckin their money up, n-gg-s gettin knocked
and jealous mothaf-ckas, they want the whole block
though i could start flippin gettin on a mission, but i need much
more, no time for bullsh-ttin
n-gg-s listen….
chorus (godfather don)
the h-e-a-t makes me crazy
i wanna bust somethin, figures, touch somethin
the heat is on, got a n-gg-s blood rushin
i wanna touch somethin, n-gg-s bust somethin
repeat
verse 2: (prodigy)
yo, all i know is guns, all i do is slug
id rather plug you with the heater than to have you front
my life revolves around the snub fourth
stay gettin those outside of newyork
bullets from the cornerstore, im bringin home a -rs-n
interstate 95 north to the jackie robinson
watch out for ds in caprices in tauruses
security guards mistaken as cops, mad nervous
back at home sell a few burners
keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal
walk with benevolence, holdin twin fifths
380s in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chick
that n-gg- p is sick, i need a silencer connect, see me
n-gg-s be lyin, tellin stories, tell it walkin
my n-gg-s is into drugs and extortion
knotty head for them n-gg-s on the nightshift pumpin
the heat is on n-gg-…..
chorus 6x
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