LYRIC
they call him Nostradamus
a little bit demonic
hit em wit a bullet call a – Gastrotomic
spit it wit the rhymes when – i’m puffin chronic
speed up wit the phonics – ultra sonic
lit up in the back now – i’m rapid bombin
hit em wit a bang wen i roll up on it
nigga wanna battle wit a veteran, I’m droppin tracks
that’ll fall and impact like comets ( woooh)
faggot wanna roll up when i pack heat
must of pulled the trigga better duck up in the back seat
lyrically attack up on a nigga put that mac up on a nigga when i ran up
and i hit em wit the gat ‘B’
How u gunna clap me? need about a thousand troops and a hundred different army
split up all around me i get so rowdy n spit
Fire like a – fire like a
Chorus (2x)
Fire like a – Dragon
Fire Like – Dragon
Fire like a – Dragon
Fire like – Dragon
Verse 2:
spit up on a nigga when i tounge twist
you aint able to get the gun Quick
u fall to the floor – try’na GO – cus all ur mans is like
RUN QUICK!
you hate it but you really wanna bump heads
its slaughter wen i roll up with the DRUM HITS
see ma tongue’s like a trigga when i bust this flow
these niggas like his DUM QUICK
yo wat bout the feign with the four-five- (colt)
im good wit a little bit of haze aight
i’ll be back in a minute wen i get up on it
niggas wanna hit up and it get me sooo high
so what up wen i pull up with the drop top back?
hate it when i roll up wit the GLOCK COCKED BACK
hate it when a nigga wanna’ talk shit
like damn dude just stop that!
you better believe me the demon be leavin ya body all messed up – i’m saving your bones
people is hatin i’m telling you niggas ain’t nothin but biters – i’ll conquer ur throne
see me just make a hit in a second no weapon is needed i’m – keepin it pro
vividly speaking the words cus’ i spit – fire like a dragon yo
Fire like a – Dragon yo
Fire like a – Dragon yo
Fire like a -Dragon yo
Vividly speaking the words cus’ i spit fire like a dragon yo
Chorus 2x:
Verse 3:
nigga’s just started to stutter, im leaving his head just a little bit cut up, and even if all of
his people jus get up, i got a biretta B, it’ll be setup – my niggas is getting up all of
their bat up i tell em i rather be slitting this cat up and soak em in blood or just leave him to rot
or just even to struggle – and watch him breathe
getting the pen and the paper – my pads up, i’m sticking to that – instead of a gat
it dont matter who put up the temperature, i’m burning the words up wit fire and turning it to ashes
im leaving a pattern no matter the weather – i let em know dis aint a myth its a fact
its a dragon that lighted the night up inside of me sleeping…….. (damn)
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