Straight Fire

Lyrics

[Intro: Fem Fel] Haha Fem Felon [Verse 1: Fem Fel] They should call me metaphor 'cause the nigga spits thousands (Thousands) And I got more styles than a Kiss album This is Fem Fel and I dare you to test me Blow the whistle in his ear like a pissed off [?] Man I came out of jail with more stripes than a [?] Came out and got my shit right, no talking Old money move over 06 I got young G's like [?] (Ching, ching) Man I dressed slicker than a grandad Jump off the tube with 10 G's (What?) in my man bag (Huh) But don't confuse your uniform I leave something hanging out his head like a unicorn Kids will get cut like a movie (Yep) [?] less clothes than a groupie (Felon) Geared up and I done it again Nigga run tell your friends, they ain't fucking with Fem (Yo, Spare) [Verse 2: Kyze] Listen it's Kyzers time I just want the finer time Niggas in my business, I tell them pussies finer life I grind nights Black shirts and black nights [?] on watch but these dots packed on too tight Too right, you can't be too careful (Nope) One slip niggas hear, don't wanna hear stareful Therefore, I'm easy with next door 'Cause sometimes they see me doing greaze from the next floor Next bar, it's Kyze from Pecknarm Your ends ain't that safe I can get you where you are I'm getting better fast (Yeah) I'm early stretching arms (Yeah) No more [?] stacking I let last year's lessons last Kyze, I'm definitely coming hard Kyze, every second getting more advanced On this tune here I'm saying bye to old scars Fuck your life twice, yeah cheers to the past [Verse 3: Buck Boy] Buck Boy [?] don't speak all nice, cutting up rocks (Rocks) Please leave the work so we're pitching on the block (Block) Bruddas act brave so we're working with the [?] (Trust) Came up from the slums, bussing rasclart shots And I'm the fire, no doubt (No doubt) But right now I'm on the track with the hardest out And if it's war, no you don't want to start (Start) 'Cause you're guns are like the dogs that kinda blank 'cause they don't want Buck Boy, I'm that nigga (Yeah) Flip weight, much quicker (Trust) And I've seen your boys Man are so realer Broke boys don't make P's (Never) When you slap my hand, the only time you niggas touch a fucking G Take a look, I'm far from a wankster (Uh) Don't believe me famalam? I beg you test my gangster Go ahead, keep stunting Us niggas not fronting (Nah) Loose chat, duppy suttin' Yeah, I'm the shit cousin And we're miles apart (Yeah) And if it's beef, yeah I come with more animals than Noah's Ark Young nigga, braveheart Rap game, I'm hot stuff (Trust) Bare niggas, bare clapping On road, bare trapping My flow, bare catting Big jugg, bare stacking And believe me it's real (Real) Big [?] is like a [?] chasing a mil [Verse 4: Swift / Ske Montanna] Yeah, yeah Yo, yo, yo If I [?] I swallow my dots for ten now Hollow at what? You jerks ain't got colours to pop I'm lurking, I swallow your block I ain't holding keys But still the pebbles looking like frozen P's The weed coming in from overseas Me? I just go hard in the booth I [?] spark up the zoot [?] fuck you and then argue the truth And now you're talking off guns until you get one in your chest The spesh guaranteed to leave your shit in a mesh Over bane, pretty boy niggas getting stuck Over cane, I don't give a fuck One of 'em buck I'm loose with it for real It's Swift lowkey Told me the spliff I tell a nigga hold the thought Eat earning [?] You always wanna know about peng But at the bounce on your ends I'm the nigga with the ounce and the skeng and like [Verse 5: Giggs] Giggs, Swift, and Buck (Buck) Niggas on the strip that'll buck (Buck) Violate me fam, I'ma grip on the pump (Pump) I'm about to rip suttin' up (Yeah) Nigga Buck told me spit, so I told him that I'll whip somethin' up (Yeah) A lot of niggas pissed that I thug (Yeah) I know they wanna slip me a slug And pitch me a bath (Pitch me a) And all these fucking bitches are dumb (Dumb) They wanna see me pitch too, so I don't show no bitch any love (Never) And the strally got me sickly in love (Yeah) I slipped on the gloves (Gloves) Looked at him and slipped in a slug (Slug) Rolled on a strip with a buzz (Buzz) The first word anybody says, I'ma clip me a mug I don't show these pricks any love (Nah) They pissed 'cause I got the dust hairs, just licked off the dust The feds wanna nick me with drugs (Drugs) And get me right back on the wing with the snitch nigga govs