| 作词 : Jeremy R Tucker | |
| 作曲 : Jeremy R Tucker/Scott Johnson | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I'm bringin' you that hype sound! (FIREBUG) | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! (FIREBUG) | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! (FIREBUG) | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! (FIREBUG) | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Whatchu know? Bout them cats from out the Midwest?/Wreckin mic checks and I'm bettin' they reppin they biz-nes | |
| Set to impress? Son you have no I-Dea/No pillow, Headrest, no one sleepin' on a me-a | |
| See-a Me a Gladiator @ the colosseum/Satan coma Demons, see em schemin, ima eat em | |
| Whatchu mean? Aint a thing that can stop this hype sound/right now you feel the subs pound while I burn the house down | |
| FIREBUG, hot slug, I am the human torch/Bring the heat, BBQ meat, ya on the front porch | |
| Push to shove, I'm OJ's glove, so tight now/Crown jewel, jet fuel, I'm outta sight now | |
| See me buzzin' cousin, I am in outer space/ this world is not my home sometimes I feel so out of place | |
| Extraterrestrial, off up in my own world/ Respek my name, heat the game and watch the flames swirl | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I'm bringin' you that hype sound! (FIREBUG) | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! (FIREBUG) | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! (FIREBUG) | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! )FIREBUG) | |
| Verse 2: | |
| You may think you know, bro you aint got clue/ want what I'm selling? Aint no tellin' what I might do | |
| Fight you? Slight you? Id bust your lights dude/ the stage your on is Ghost House, and now you're gettin' boo'd | |
| Pelham 123, I'm bout to take this train over/ you bought a box of lucky charms and got zero clovers | |
| No luck against Tukc, I am the FIREBUG/ Hot Flame, Spit Game, Aimed to burn a sucka up | |
| Turn a brotha up, and break the knob off/ you corny mother, pass the butter, cut the cob off | |
| Cut ya top off, lop em with the guillotine/ why you hatin' on me? I Can think of like a million things | |
| I am an alien, sayin' I'm a martian, Marvin/ run it back with my wheels, Hill, Percy Harvin | |
| Kansas City! What a pity, matched against a chief/ I'm scalpin' haters, Tomahawk-Chop, ground beef | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I'm bringin' you that hype sound! (FIREBUG) | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! (FIREBUG) | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! (FIREBUG) | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! )FIREBUG) |
| zuo ci : Jeremy R Tucker | |
| zuo qu : Jeremy R Tucker Scott Johnson | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I' m bringin' you that hype sound! FIREBUG | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! FIREBUG | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! FIREBUG | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! FIREBUG | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Whatchu know? Bout them cats from out the Midwest? Wreckin mic checks and I' m bettin' they reppin they biznes | |
| Set to impress? Son you have no IDea No pillow, Headrest, no one sleepin' on a mea | |
| Seea Me a Gladiator the colosseum Satan coma Demons, see em schemin, ima eat em | |
| Whatchu mean? Aint a thing that can stop this hype sound right now you feel the subs pound while I burn the house down | |
| FIREBUG, hot slug, I am the human torch Bring the heat, BBQ meat, ya on the front porch | |
| Push to shove, I' m OJ' s glove, so tight now Crown jewel, jet fuel, I' m outta sight now | |
| See me buzzin' cousin, I am in outer space this world is not my home sometimes I feel so out of place | |
| Extraterrestrial, off up in my own world Respek my name, heat the game and watch the flames swirl | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I' m bringin' you that hype sound! FIREBUG | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! FIREBUG | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! FIREBUG | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! FIREBUG | |
| Verse 2: | |
| You may think you know, bro you aint got clue want what I' m selling? Aint no tellin' what I might do | |
| Fight you? Slight you? Id bust your lights dude the stage your on is Ghost House, and now you' re gettin' boo' d | |
| Pelham 123, I' m bout to take this train over you bought a box of lucky charms and got zero clovers | |
| No luck against Tukc, I am the FIREBUG Hot Flame, Spit Game, Aimed to burn a sucka up | |
| Turn a brotha up, and break the knob off you corny mother, pass the butter, cut the cob off | |
| Cut ya top off, lop em with the guillotine why you hatin' on me? I Can think of like a million things | |
| I am an alien, sayin' I' m a martian, Marvin run it back with my wheels, Hill, Percy Harvin | |
| Kansas City! What a pity, matched against a chief I' m scalpin' haters, TomahawkChop, ground beef | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I' m bringin' you that hype sound! FIREBUG | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! FIREBUG | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! FIREBUG | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! FIREBUG |
| zuò cí : Jeremy R Tucker | |
| zuò qǔ : Jeremy R Tucker Scott Johnson | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I' m bringin' you that hype sound! FIREBUG | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! FIREBUG | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! FIREBUG | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! FIREBUG | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Whatchu know? Bout them cats from out the Midwest? Wreckin mic checks and I' m bettin' they reppin they biznes | |
| Set to impress? Son you have no IDea No pillow, Headrest, no one sleepin' on a mea | |
| Seea Me a Gladiator the colosseum Satan coma Demons, see em schemin, ima eat em | |
| Whatchu mean? Aint a thing that can stop this hype sound right now you feel the subs pound while I burn the house down | |
| FIREBUG, hot slug, I am the human torch Bring the heat, BBQ meat, ya on the front porch | |
| Push to shove, I' m OJ' s glove, so tight now Crown jewel, jet fuel, I' m outta sight now | |
| See me buzzin' cousin, I am in outer space this world is not my home sometimes I feel so out of place | |
| Extraterrestrial, off up in my own world Respek my name, heat the game and watch the flames swirl | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I' m bringin' you that hype sound! FIREBUG | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! FIREBUG | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! FIREBUG | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! FIREBUG | |
| Verse 2: | |
| You may think you know, bro you aint got clue want what I' m selling? Aint no tellin' what I might do | |
| Fight you? Slight you? Id bust your lights dude the stage your on is Ghost House, and now you' re gettin' boo' d | |
| Pelham 123, I' m bout to take this train over you bought a box of lucky charms and got zero clovers | |
| No luck against Tukc, I am the FIREBUG Hot Flame, Spit Game, Aimed to burn a sucka up | |
| Turn a brotha up, and break the knob off you corny mother, pass the butter, cut the cob off | |
| Cut ya top off, lop em with the guillotine why you hatin' on me? I Can think of like a million things | |
| I am an alien, sayin' I' m a martian, Marvin run it back with my wheels, Hill, Percy Harvin | |
| Kansas City! What a pity, matched against a chief I' m scalpin' haters, TomahawkChop, ground beef | |
| Hook: | |
| Whatchu know? I' m bringin' you that hype sound! FIREBUG | |
| Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! FIREBUG | |
| What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! FIREBUG | |
| Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! FIREBUG |
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