(feat. Outlawz)



[Spice 1]

[verse one]

dear lord, could you please tell Lucifer

turn the heat down, feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now, the block is hot

I  hear the street demons callin

playin russian roulette

with thug nature, sky fallin

don't wanna die broke and alone, smokin a zone

with the homies in the car strapped up

with a vest on, lord please tell Lucifer

he need to turn the heat down

cause I'm convinced that hell is up on these streets now

the hood is on fire, niggas comin up short (short)

ashphalt burnin the sole of my jordans (jordans)

how long will I mourn my homies is gettin shot

not even mommys tears cool the drama or not

just gettin hotter, my homies can't take it anymore

sick and tired of bein broke stressed and poor

enemies, wanna murder me at 3000 degrees

wanna catch me on my paper route scoutin for cheese

turn the heat down



[chorus]

dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer

turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now

underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now [x1]



(Outlawz...)

[verse two]

its been a long ass road, for me and my dogs

late nights is cold and day times is hard

and everyday is a test, and god must be the teacher

hatin ass niggas, make me travel with my heater

and satan been waitin, on a nigga like me

since the day I was born homie I knew it was on

daddy gone, and now I'm left to raise myself

the devil playin games with me, got me lustin for wealth

so me and my homies went out to get it, no matter what

the lord I know it's wrong, but somebody gettin touched

and I can feel the flame, everyday I'm in the game

my homie died in vain, so now we ride in his name

are we goan ball or die, put it all on the line

get this money man, make 'em haters wanna shine

for makaveli, killer khadafi the prince

may the lord bless your soul nigga, till the very end



[chorus]

dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer

turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now

underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now [x1]



[verse three]

although you hate to be broke, even smoke with the folk

made alot of money dropped alot on the floor

did alot of shit I never done before

fucked alot of hoes never paid they cardinal

always blast first when it comes to this woe

its in my bloodline plus my daddy done it before

you never seen hardtimes why you fakin it for

you never seen another nigga with his brains on the floor

I  think it's all for me to figure why you hatin me for

but then again I'm one of them motherfuckers that do shit broke

and then again I'm one of them niggas that'll eat off the floor

and I got pool massive blood what you askin me for

and you don't need what you think you do

and you don't really wanna die but I huck you thru

its gettin hotter on the streets tryin to kill who snitchin

and if you can't stand the heat then get the fuck out the kitchen

its gettin hotter nigga (punk ass nigga, outlawz shit bitch)



[chorus]

dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer

turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now

underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now [x1]



[verse four]

livin life hot to death we stop the press

stop to, catch my breath and count who left

you see this black rain pourin, they wanna see us prehistoric

you wanna see me in the county or the corener's

there's angels with me, so I can never give up

makaveli trained soldier, just aim and bust

from my mental that is, with a pencil that is

known got a old soul like he been to the bid

lil' wayne wasnt lyin, the block is scorchin

what gotta kill a cop just to stop the torture

watch the roads cause there really aint nobody to trust

a outlaw till I die you better ride wit us

we stand firm in the flame watch the face to burn

I  get a blast from the past when the pain return

dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer

turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now



[chorus]

dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer

turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now

underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell

underneath my feet now [x1]