| Song | Firefights |
| Artist | Cyne |
| Album | All My Angles Are Right |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1: Cise Star] | |
| Vapor trail sky writer | |
| So livid live wire | |
| Illuminate the dark, I spark a new fire | |
| Moving slower than exams with colder hands | |
| Just a Burning Man in the desert raising sand | |
| Final curtain call, take the stage then we fall | |
| Floyd turning pink right before he hit the Wall | |
| I’m just a pessimist masquerading as a law | |
| Murphy heard me hurting but still wi*******ng the worst upon | |
| Higher intelligence never meant benevolent | |
| Give me what you got and I’ll decide if you’re relevant | |
| Put a bird on it | |
| Call it art, I fall apart | |
| Straight to the heart muscle I tussle to get the part... | |
| [Hook] | |
| Cise like firefights | |
| Marble to the wood grain | |
| Stainless steel *******ne rhymes | |
| Power to the hood mang... | |
| Cise like firefights | |
| Marble to the wood grain | |
| Stainless steel *******ne rhymes | |
| Power to the hood mang... | |
| Oil to the grease beats | |
| Contemplated ******* | |
| Sick, sad world bought society some Rolaids... | |
| Oil to the grease beats | |
| Contemplated ******* | |
| Sick, sad world bought society some Rolaids... | |
| [Verse 2: Cise Star] | |
| Rise and *******ne moment | |
| Culture crime coated | |
| Juicy in the middle so sick I spit on it | |
| Then going in it | |
| To the sweet defeat finish | |
| But putting on protection, don’t want to see clinics | |
| This is Cise Starr Aurelius | |
| The subject and the predicate | |
| Alias to aliens, corruption in the data set | |
| Auditory alimony, pay it out and keep it hot | |
| Music for the matrimony, turn it up until we part | |
| Super duper digital, Hi Fi to lyrical | |
| So ******* pivotal change your heart biblical | |
| Give me the paper I will solve it so *******ytical and break it to the constituent points then I get at you | |
| Crazy and dangerous, butter knives to idiots | |
| “President not American” *******t so ridiculous | |
| Crazy and dangerous, butter knives to idiots | |
| “President not American” *******t so ridiculous | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Cise Star] | |
| I am the scratch and the itch | |
| The pimp and the ******* | |
| The welt and the switch | |
| The missile and the blip | |
| The cold sore hanging off the cute girl’s lip | |
| The hole in the *******p | |
| Adderall and the fit | |
| The bird and the bee | |
| The flower and the ******* | |
| The savings account after the overdraft fee | |
| The sweat on the hand extended to make plans | |
| The boy and the Man | |
| The star and the fan | |
| Me... |
| Verse 1: Cise Star | |
| Vapor trail sky writer | |
| So livid live wire | |
| Illuminate the dark, I spark a new fire | |
| Moving slower than exams with colder hands | |
| Just a Burning Man in the desert raising sand | |
| Final curtain call, take the stage then we fall | |
| Floyd turning pink right before he hit the Wall | |
| I' m just a pessimist masquerading as a law | |
| Murphy heard me hurting but still wi ng the worst upon | |
| Higher intelligence never meant benevolent | |
| Give me what you got and I' ll decide if you' re relevant | |
| Put a bird on it | |
| Call it art, I fall apart | |
| Straight to the heart muscle I tussle to get the part... | |
| Hook | |
| Cise like firefights | |
| Marble to the wood grain | |
| Stainless steel ne rhymes | |
| Power to the hood mang... | |
| Cise like firefights | |
| Marble to the wood grain | |
| Stainless steel ne rhymes | |
| Power to the hood mang... | |
| Oil to the grease beats | |
| Contemplated | |
| Sick, sad world bought society some Rolaids... | |
| Oil to the grease beats | |
| Contemplated | |
| Sick, sad world bought society some Rolaids... | |
| Verse 2: Cise Star | |
| Rise and ne moment | |
| Culture crime coated | |
| Juicy in the middle so sick I spit on it | |
| Then going in it | |
| To the sweet defeat finish | |
| But putting on protection, don' t want to see clinics | |
| This is Cise Starr Aurelius | |
| The subject and the predicate | |
| Alias to aliens, corruption in the data set | |
| Auditory alimony, pay it out and keep it hot | |
| Music for the matrimony, turn it up until we part | |
| Super duper digital, Hi Fi to lyrical | |
| So pivotal change your heart biblical | |
| Give me the paper I will solve it so ytical and break it to the constituent points then I get at you | |
| Crazy and dangerous, butter knives to idiots | |
| " President not American" t so ridiculous | |
| Crazy and dangerous, butter knives to idiots | |
| " President not American" t so ridiculous | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Cise Star | |
| I am the scratch and the itch | |
| The pimp and the | |
| The welt and the switch | |
| The missile and the blip | |
| The cold sore hanging off the cute girl' s lip | |
| The hole in the p | |
| Adderall and the fit | |
| The bird and the bee | |
| The flower and the | |
| The savings account after the overdraft fee | |
| The sweat on the hand extended to make plans | |
| The boy and the Man | |
| The star and the fan | |
| Me... |
| Verse 1: Cise Star | |
| Vapor trail sky writer | |
| So livid live wire | |
| Illuminate the dark, I spark a new fire | |
| Moving slower than exams with colder hands | |
| Just a Burning Man in the desert raising sand | |
| Final curtain call, take the stage then we fall | |
| Floyd turning pink right before he hit the Wall | |
| I' m just a pessimist masquerading as a law | |
| Murphy heard me hurting but still wi ng the worst upon | |
| Higher intelligence never meant benevolent | |
| Give me what you got and I' ll decide if you' re relevant | |
| Put a bird on it | |
| Call it art, I fall apart | |
| Straight to the heart muscle I tussle to get the part... | |
| Hook | |
| Cise like firefights | |
| Marble to the wood grain | |
| Stainless steel ne rhymes | |
| Power to the hood mang... | |
| Cise like firefights | |
| Marble to the wood grain | |
| Stainless steel ne rhymes | |
| Power to the hood mang... | |
| Oil to the grease beats | |
| Contemplated | |
| Sick, sad world bought society some Rolaids... | |
| Oil to the grease beats | |
| Contemplated | |
| Sick, sad world bought society some Rolaids... | |
| Verse 2: Cise Star | |
| Rise and ne moment | |
| Culture crime coated | |
| Juicy in the middle so sick I spit on it | |
| Then going in it | |
| To the sweet defeat finish | |
| But putting on protection, don' t want to see clinics | |
| This is Cise Starr Aurelius | |
| The subject and the predicate | |
| Alias to aliens, corruption in the data set | |
| Auditory alimony, pay it out and keep it hot | |
| Music for the matrimony, turn it up until we part | |
| Super duper digital, Hi Fi to lyrical | |
| So pivotal change your heart biblical | |
| Give me the paper I will solve it so ytical and break it to the constituent points then I get at you | |
| Crazy and dangerous, butter knives to idiots | |
| " President not American" t so ridiculous | |
| Crazy and dangerous, butter knives to idiots | |
| " President not American" t so ridiculous | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Cise Star | |
| I am the scratch and the itch | |
| The pimp and the | |
| The welt and the switch | |
| The missile and the blip | |
| The cold sore hanging off the cute girl' s lip | |
| The hole in the p | |
| Adderall and the fit | |
| The bird and the bee | |
| The flower and the | |
| The savings account after the overdraft fee | |
| The sweat on the hand extended to make plans | |
| The boy and the Man | |
| The star and the fan | |
| Me... |