(feat. Makeba Mooncycle)



[horns honking and sirens blaring]



[Timbo King]

Yo, heat in the streets hot, heat in the clubs hot

Heat in the pens where the thugs make it real hot

Heat on your block hot, even your girl hot

Heat in New York, Royal Fam got the world hot

Heat in the projects, all you see is steam

Undercover tight blue jeans harass teens

The neighborhood is flooded with drugs, sex and violence

Freeze, you have the right to remain silent

Somebody got their wig pushed back, the daily news

On Eastern Parkway at 4:10, divine rules

The Av stays heated, smoked out, we all weeded

Poppy got raw for sale, the fiends need it

Claimin hot lead, burst out the clear blue

We 7-30 Belleview son, we dare you

Shots tear through, NYPD got 'em scared too

Shorty watches through they rearview, shorty with the hair dew

Susan B., niggaz call her a dollar piece

Tight Parasuco's with the hot pink Wallabees

Broadway, Laffeyete, block of chocolate

High times, ring around the collar crime

Nine millimeter shells, tag V-12's

Crab females with the backseat smell



[Chorus: Timbo King]

Fire, we gon' bring the flames

Y'all shouldn't have used our name in vain

Fire, we gon' break the chains

Y'all shouldn't have used our name in vain

Fire, we gon' change the game

Y'all shouldn't have used our name in vain

Fire, we gon' bring the flames

Y'all shouldn't have used our name in vain



[Makeba Mooncycle]

Makeba first lady

Birth babies for those who enslave me and try to play me

Could never really take me I'm Johnny Come Lately's

Playin Donald Trump for the mic with this

Are you ready to pay the price with your life in this?

Mooncycles blast off like rounds from rifles

I annoint poets like disciples

My wisdom is better, than weapons of war

I see the wetness through your pores

My reward is your penalty, every flashback, a memory

You could never rent me, Wisdom, God, perfect chemistry

Divine seed is in me, but hoes try to trick me

An Arabian Knighted me when snakes tried to bite me

When I got blessed you were cursed

You come right before the worst, life seconds to God

Prisons to bars, my clicks rolls hard

My poetry fassad, mad at the fat scientist

Makeba Mooncycle the untainted



[Chorus]



[Timbo King]

Lyrically I'm bombin fluid, bombin your unit

Put 'em in funeral homes, you wait for the musical tone

Dead men don't talk, they cough blood

Elmer Fudd cartoon niggaz they want bud

But I'm wiser, Anheiser, push, shove

or push you dog, you better mush [echoes]

Alaskan Freeze, ask MC's, pass the trees

We burn like a million degrees



[Chorus]