Flamespit '25 Lyrics

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

I am what many consider

A spitter of flames

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

What crackers done done

To this game, this is lame

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

I am what many consider

A spitter of flames

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

What crackers done done

To this game, this is lame

Keep my name out ya mouth

Boy hurry up and guard

I'm shootin' your my target

I'm like Curry from range

Or rather Chucky, like the doll

That was my great grandpas name

Charles Fox from Detroit

Probably where I get my game

Make em say ooo

I'm bound to make em say

Who's this white Jew

From the state of Maine

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

What crackers done done

To this game, this is lame

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

I am what many consider

A spitter of flames

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

What crackers done done

To this game, this is lame

I'm bound to get you hyper

I'm not just a writer

I'm bound to get you hyper

You dealin' with a fighter

Call me Lil Butchy

Like Virginia please dont tread

Because if you push me

I'll go Herodias on your head

Born to walk in light

So the dark I fight

Born to talk my plight

Creature of the night

With a bone to pick

I'm not always right

But its alright

Gotta pick a side

Because it's do or die

Wanna know am i

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

I am what many consider

A spitter of flames

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

What crackers done done

To this game, this is lame

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

I am what many consider

A spitter of flames

When I spit, the room

Temperature change

What crackers done done

To this game, this is lame