Among Kuruption - Original Heat (feat. Smoaki Blanco & E-Mo Da Great) Lyrics

Yuh
A.K on the beat so you know this shit finna bang hard
Coming with the heat and I'm gonna leave with the track chard
Jump up in this bitch have it look like Black Hawk Down
Murdering the beat like you may need to get some chalk now
Hot now
Four bars in already burned it
How i'm ripping shit you need to get this beat a turning kit
Rhymes fresher than a whole jug of detergent
Flow clean like damn where the germs went?
So you dropping fire on the beat?
You heat it up
I leave it cauterized
Happy meal around you small fries
Got me contemplating was you being for real or not?
Like you got your flow straight up out a cereal box
You a flint lock Im a Desert Eagle with the kick back
Your a coffee bean on the track and I'm like pure crack
Hitting every beat that I hop on with a bitch-slap
Bring the heat
Got a camp fire in my backpack

Only thing on my mind is go get it
Imma get mine better handle yo business
From the start to the finish
God as my witness
Money come and go back and fourth like tennis
Gotta spend some to win some
Unless you been dumb
And this is just a little wisdom
When I was young I admit I did some stupid shit
Tried to get the steak and lobster
Tired of all the soup and shit
Now I'm too legit
Hammer time full pressure
Haters think their better and fresher but they don't measure up
Tell tuck sitting ducks
What you waiting for?
Get the f**k up off your butt
And let the hating go
Rain sleet snow weather hail or storm
Only paper chasing you know where the hell I'm going
And the only way is up because I've been down too long
Now everything I touch turns to diamond stone
Every everything I touch turns to diamond stone