That Heat

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin'] There should be nobody sitting when I start spitting Maybe before 'cause, like, nobody's hitting Nobody give this nigga Breez competition I spit keys—yo ass the ignition Kid, listen. Got lyrics like stitching And the illest cornrows. My form glow Sees MCs as low-watt. I warm cloves And blow spots from the bus stop—lyrical box hot Static beat knocks speakers apart My speech is the part that weakens the heart of MCs Never can, never will be empty Without the direct effect, any who dare doubt me Stronghold, solar-flare style bright Classic on the mic to battler highlight Like wolves, unstoppable with mics 'Til the dawn strike, we gonna keep serving you right [Hook: Duv] Hey ladies, have you ever heard a beat so fly? And an MC flowing so live? Got it feeling like hip hop from way back in the days Hey boys, I know you gonna bring that heat Stronghold niggas, please don't sleep [Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin'] Yo, the second verse architect from Imperial Wrecks You want respect, pop shit with a spear in your neck Instead, you stay taking beer to your chest On the low, disrespect until the flow bang near to your rest No sleep—your neighbor got my shit on repeat I'm a snare—it's rare I don't hit on the beat Be prepared—we daredevils out on the streets Mega deep—can't count the amount of my peeps Add it up, it's amounting to beef Check your chief, save the record speak You'll be rocking cyphers of reefs Now it's all love. Thugs singing, "Life isn't sweet" Radio sound like a fucking knife when there's heat It's like y'all out to live a life of defeat, straight losses I don't deal with sons and I hate bosses Y'all better hold on tight to them ice faith crosses We going all night—on the mic, stay cautious [Hook: Duv] Hey ladies, have you ever heard a beat so fly? And an MC flowing so live? Got it feeling like hip hop from way back in the days Hey boys, I know you gonna bring that heat Stronghold niggas, please don't sleep [Verse 3: Breez Evahflowin'] I'm afraid not. Y'all rappers couldn't blow up the spot If your mom name was Soda, your pop last name Rock Let's bang knots 'til your brain vein clog up and clot And finally, from pressure, it pop Remember to cop the lobo that's brolic Spit rounds like cops in The Bronx 'til brothers bust out they wallets Now I'll excuse the fact that you wack one time Maybe twice if I'm nice. But on the third You need to stick a brick and fucking horseshoe in your words I'ma force you into the curb, make your shit flip and crash Grab your script, shred, rip and laugh You a flash in the pan, savage man marionette Fuck a millionaire—who want to marry a vet? Should carry a tat on my chest, saying, "Who's Jah blessed?" Let no man even think it. Defeat look funny Trust me, money. You don't ever want to drink it [Hook: Duv] Hey ladies, have you ever heard a beat so fly? And an MC flowing so live? Got it feeling like hip hop from way back in the days Hey boys, I know you gonna bring that heat Stronghold niggas, please don't sleep [Outro: Duv and (Breez Evahflowin')] Don't sleep. Don't sleep. Stronghold niggas, please don't sleep. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. (DJ Static). DJ Static. (Lacing it, you know? Is that Duv? This must be Breez Evahflowin'. Once again. Once again. Once again). My ladies. Marrying my ladies, baby. Yeah, it's me: D-O-V-E—baby, yeah it's me. I'm still singing. It's, it's a habit. That's what it is