Bring the Flame

Lyrics

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko I Kutt Calhoun] Born a liquid expandin' vicious explosion (Yeah) And you gotta know that when dealin' with B.L.E.V.E. it's more than just the fire (Yeah) More than just the flames but a way of life (Yes) Bound together by motherfuckers that's known to break 'em off somethin' Give it to me [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game [Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun I Krizz Kaliko] For the record I'm bringin' (Flames!) A new dog in the streets is warm and loose That broke away from his leash And you pussies are gettin' de-poed, I'm chargin' the weak For you industry nigga fuck-ups, I'm all in the streets With a ruger tootin' my [?] up, deuce smoothin' the roof up Throw in the towel nigga if you get that lucky I waited for folks to spruce up, finally got my loot up (It's war) 'Cause now you can catch some get back from me (Niggas) Your crew speakin' that trash, get too deep in that ass Your two teeth in the grass from a two piece (And) It's new beef in the stash, we flamed up in the staff And jab like penitentiary's too sweet One of the last to fight with a gun in my waist Old-spirited like my pop back in the rumblin' days I'ma burn you with somethin' new and instead of the same flames When the storm clears, it's on, 'cause nigga the rain came [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy [Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun] When it's over it's not over, you thinkin' it's all closure That's probably the reason why you were caught when you're not sober Far from a block soldier, more like a block boulder 'Cause all you do is sit on the block, and you watch polars A deuce nigga's out for the beef and it's not Polish And a deuce nigga's out in the streets 'til the cops notice It's a cold game, off in this world if you're not cold, it The big sharks, most of you niggas remain goldfish Get smart, 'cause none of you dumb niggas can hold this You get popped 'cause some of you young niggas get bold It's a big part to play in this, run if you ain't molded 'Cause big hearts'll spray you for fun, the game's soulless It ain't no in and out or around, that's okie-doke shit You woopty-woop around in the Show Me, you get your throat slit I'm from the town where killer clowns wobble the MO City of fountains, might get found in one, floatin' [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy [Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun] If this industry don't accept me, it's back to the red-raggin' And square baggage to fill up with dope, in the Chev', draggin' my head Raggin', and eatin' some soap, but instead havin' A lead Magnum built with a scope, for the head taggin' I said rappin'll be my new dope, but I can't hack it And fed baggage with doin' some time for a dead faggot I dread havin' to wake up and live in the lead cabin So Tech's wagon is not bein' rolled, it's sped at ya With snake in the back tat's, we takin' this rap back From the Crips, and give it back to the Bloods, who rap pack You niggas don't get it twisted, the love is past that I gotta offer somethin' new to the system and that's that If I'm fuckin' your mind up it's because of the rhyme bust That's from the middle of the map, it ain't hard to find us I came to give all of you niggas a message: "Your time's up" With a package that's sealed, stamped, delivered and signed "Kutt", nigga [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy (I came to bring the flames!) Hardcore to the streets, and for anybody in my range, tell 'em (Who came to bring the pain?) Kutt Calhoun and it's B.L.E.V.E. settin' fire to this washed up game, boy [Outro: Krizz Kaliko] Flames!