Lyrics

[Intro] Turn my headphones down just a little bit Yes, that's good, that's good Propane Propane One hit or quitter with the hook, I feel like Tyson Son niggas when I get the book and start to ratin' Name another nigga that's competin' Oh, 'ight then I figured that Focus on my craft and reinventin' rap 'Cause what y'all did to that, there's no way in hell we could bring it back Stuntin' on 'em while these other new MC's here Startin' two and three zones, half court, dee [?] sprayin' a vivid image Without guns sprayin' or slangin' or pimpin' bitches Our plan is to take niggas brains off doin' shit Like whips and chains, I call it the declaration of independence Young, black, and I'm gifted, doormat got 'em timid 'Cause time seem to be money and I ain't slackin' a minute God [?] read my scriptures like I'm God in the afterlife I wish I was so I could bring my loved ones back to life Until I meet 'em, I'll be spittin' my heart through these rhymes 'Til I'm in the future call like I'm Marty McFly Party in five, me and my [?] spendin' dollars And bottle poppin' with models that [?] like astrologists Grew up without a pot to piss in I play some records for them dudes and they ain't tryna lip sync But then them tables turned on my favor, I'm the shit And now they dough ain't even long enough to pay for my attention (Ahh) Propane, propane (2012) Propane And I ain't even know fire yet, this is propane (2012, who gon' say shit?) Propane (Haha, hey) Propane (Celebration the buildin') Propane Your shit ain't quite that fire, you spittin' propane That's the shine like I get up This real shit is left in my mind To the bullshit, I'm deaf and I'm blind Whole soul but everytime I seen a scetch out the blind, that's premature Meanin' I'm flowin' ahead of time, so keep up Feet up on the table, greivin' as a boss, nigga (Nigga) Second nature, just by breathin', I can torch niggas Your rhyme sceme is irine What I mean is your reign on top to be weak once a [?] (Ahh) Nigga, not in directly with my [?] displayed This is directly to you if you feel a certain way So y'all don't have in mine, a [?] attractin' mine A rappin' 'bout a that's a why ain't packin' rap in asanine Superman rap is they in fear of They own some, they grip the night as lookin' in the mirror (Ha) So it's clear to me I speak on this sincerely That if they not already, then they need to be in fear of Me Propane (That's what you need to be scared of, nigga) Propane Propane And I ain't even know fire yet, this is propane (I'm a real dangerous dude in this [?] shit, nigga) Propane (Haha) Propane (Scared to write it away) Propane Your shit ain't quite that fire yet, you spittin' propane Nas out Illmatic, Biggie ready to die Chronic and Doggystyle, and Pac had All Eyez A bunch of up and commings made me reason of who doubt a lot And watch 'em have the answer them effect when they album drop Too many tryna watch the throne, damn A lot of youngs in this game for uno grown man Screamin' fuck 'em long, I got a hundred songs But now that that nigga went solo, I want a hundred more Raw, I do this 'cause I need to 'Member Brucie beats'll never bite the hand that feets you Rap is all my sons, lyrically, I concede you Stay in the child's place and get placed where niggas can't see you (Ahh) And now they equal, new share the same cerebral Defeatin' by no names, you let no names defeat you? Can't even compete up in your sleep Close your eyes and get Christina Millieyond, even your dreams gon' cheat you Propane Propane Propane Your shit ain't quite that fire, you spittin' propane (Ahh) Ayy Ayy Your shit ain't quite that fire, you spittin' propane