SPITFIRE! Lyrics

Yeah

Listen up

And maybe you'll learn something

I'm about to go dummy on this shit

Dial up the flier miles on it (on it)

Looking at me, saying who dis bitch?

(Who dis?)

She actually think she got bars to spit?

You goddamn right cause I got grit (got it)

So sit your ass down and take a sip

On that cheap Twisted Tea drip

While I'm serving up these Hennys

It might cost me a pretty penny

I ain't saying I got plenty

'Cause I don't cap in my raps

(I don't cap)

And my image may not serve to many

Then you hear what I gotta say

And I'm like a fucking semi

(Fucking semi)

All these rappers with their false clout

Flashing their rentals and counterfeit out

(What?)

But you know what's real? The doubt

'Cause that ain't what they really about

(No it ain't)

I speak from the heart and soul

Real shit that alot are afraid to show

I'm not here to be a trend

I'm not here to play pretend

This is who I truly am

(Who I am)

And that's on God, till the end

(To my end)

I'm not here to be a trend

I'm not here to play pretend

This is who I truly am

(Who I am)

And that's on God, till the end

(To my end)

I'm never lazy with this shit

If I was you would hear it

(Hear it?)

Now I'mma go demonic

A problem you can't solve it

(Solve it)

Lot of these mainstream rappers

Sounding like hooked on phonics

(Duh)

While real talent gets stomped out

Ain't that fucking ironic?

(Ain't it?)

No one knows good music anymore

Mumble rap and auto tune getting open doors

(Huh?)

Should I be like that?

Yeah sure

And betray all I am to the core

(All I am)

Drop it to the floor

Quit and work nine to fives

Or five to nines

Be a slave to the clock

Strap on the backpack of heavy rocks

That represent the metaphorical roadblocks

(Yeah)

And once I'm old and ready to die (die)

Once my life has passed me by (by)

I'll tell the young kids about all my regrets

How I let the doubters win, match and check

(Check)

How I was too afraid to grow a set

(Grow a set)

Yeah, that's real inspiring crap

They'll go real far with that

(Take it)

So right now I'm making a change

I'm bringing my own rules to the game

I'm not here to be a trend

I'm not here to be play pretend

This is who I truly am

(Who I am)

And that's on God, till the end

(To my end)

I'm not here to be a trend

I'm not here to be play pretend

This is who I truly am

(Who I am)

And that's on God, till the end

(To my end)

Maybe I'm just stuck in the moment

Maybe these days I won't really own it

Maybe I just should give up

(I should)

Maybe being real ain't enough

This shit is hard dawg

They all wanna break me dawg

So whatchu think dawg?

You ever wanna stop dawg?

And stay in a redundant life dawg?

Yeah, you probably do

But not me

And that's the god's honest truth

Now get me in the fucking booth

It's time to spit

Yeah, spit on all you tools

(Fucking tools)

You been served

(Bitch)