Fire Lyrics
| Song | Fire |
| Artist | AZ |
| Album | Undeniable |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Can you tell me how much fire | |
| Will it take to get us higher? | |
| Stand up and | |
| Fight, do it tonight | |
| What can you lose? | |
| [AZ] | |
| How much it gon’ take, man | |
| How much I gotta spit that | |
| Make y’all understand that I am number one, daddy | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Ego-trippin', Clicqot sippin | |
| Barely survived the RICO, I need no friction | |
| Nearly died in that sleephold the heat so sickenin’ | |
| It’s deep though but now I peep why the weak be snitchin' | |
| They lonely, this here is for the big boys only | |
| That never count on they kins or depend on homies | |
| Y’all know me worldwide I’m a swirl inside | |
| A mix of Afro-American and Dominican pride | |
| That’s right, build for real, I’m still that deal | |
| Still, king of the hill, nigga, chilly chill | |
| Still, hot wheels, chicks in high heels | |
| Flicks and fly shit, I simply got skills | |
| They callin', every hustler from the streets that’s ballin' | |
| Every freak that seek consolin’, I’m here, yeah | |
| There when they unaware, I appear | |
| Like (????) prayer, no tattered tears | |
| It’s tough love, a addict who wears designer only | |
| I see through the kindness, phony | |
| Mama told me | |
| [Vocal sample] | |
| Nigga! Certified. How much we need? | |
| I’m the truth | |
| I ain’t goin' nowhere, I told y'all crabs | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Voices callin’, of course I’m all in | |
| Everything I own and I clone my zone | |
| Copy my whole tone to the microphone | |
| To the way I take shots, I don’t price Petron | |
| I don’t use no lime, I abuse no time | |
| Like a crossword puzzle, I confuse the mind | |
| It’s a all-day hustle I choose to grind | |
| On the move, only food I refuse is swine | |
| (?) so my soldiers circle the globe | |
| Blue strobes on the Rove’, Ima surface in more | |
| A standup dude, understand the rules | |
| Used to think with a few hundred grand I’m smooth | |
| But cool (But cool) I don’t get upset | |
| '07 see me step it up on BDS | |
| Already independent, I don’t need the stress | |
| There’s no contentions, putting cds in CBS | |
| It’s the vengeance that allow focus to finish the job | |
| So ferocious with this wine, Ima toast to the god | |
| [Vocal sample] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| It’s understandable, mechanical rights | |
| I’m an animal puffin' on botanical white | |
| Cash cannibal, cake’s in tangible sight | |
| So everything’s a goal, got that heavenly flow and uh | |
| Life is good just like it should | |
| Little shaky but shit it’s alright I’m hood | |
| Little crazy but maybe that’s because I could | |
| Came from the roofs, got the stains on my boots | |
| Last of the livest, remains of the fruit | |
| Trained for my juice, rearranged, regrouped | |
| Beat up, rewind, refined, recouped | |
| (?) I’m blind, I’m so the truth | |
| [Vocal sample] |
| Can you tell me how much fire | |
| Will it take to get us higher? | |
| Stand up and | |
| Fight, do it tonight | |
| What can you lose? | |
| AZ | |
| How much it gon' take, man | |
| How much I gotta spit that | |
| Make y' all understand that I am number one, daddy | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Egotrippin', Clicqot sippin | |
| Barely survived the RICO, I need no friction | |
| Nearly died in that sleephold the heat so sickenin' | |
| It' s deep though but now I peep why the weak be snitchin' | |
| They lonely, this here is for the big boys only | |
| That never count on they kins or depend on homies | |
| Y' all know me worldwide I' m a swirl inside | |
| A mix of AfroAmerican and Dominican pride | |
| That' s right, build for real, I' m still that deal | |
| Still, king of the hill, nigga, chilly chill | |
| Still, hot wheels, chicks in high heels | |
| Flicks and fly shit, I simply got skills | |
| They callin', every hustler from the streets that' s ballin' | |
| Every freak that seek consolin', I' m here, yeah | |
| There when they unaware, I appear | |
| Like ???? prayer, no tattered tears | |
| It' s tough love, a addict who wears designer only | |
| I see through the kindness, phony | |
| Mama told me | |
| Vocal sample | |
| Nigga! Certified. How much we need? | |
| I' m the truth | |
| I ain' t goin' nowhere, I told y' all crabs | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Voices callin', of course I' m all in | |
| Everything I own and I clone my zone | |
| Copy my whole tone to the microphone | |
| To the way I take shots, I don' t price Petron | |
| I don' t use no lime, I abuse no time | |
| Like a crossword puzzle, I confuse the mind | |
| It' s a allday hustle I choose to grind | |
| On the move, only food I refuse is swine | |
| ? so my soldiers circle the globe | |
| Blue strobes on the Rove', Ima surface in more | |
| A standup dude, understand the rules | |
| Used to think with a few hundred grand I' m smooth | |
| But cool But cool I don' t get upset | |
| ' 07 see me step it up on BDS | |
| Already independent, I don' t need the stress | |
| There' s no contentions, putting cds in CBS | |
| It' s the vengeance that allow focus to finish the job | |
| So ferocious with this wine, Ima toast to the god | |
| Vocal sample | |
| Verse 3 | |
| It' s understandable, mechanical rights | |
| I' m an animal puffin' on botanical white | |
| Cash cannibal, cake' s in tangible sight | |
| So everything' s a goal, got that heavenly flow and uh | |
| Life is good just like it should | |
| Little shaky but shit it' s alright I' m hood | |
| Little crazy but maybe that' s because I could | |
| Came from the roofs, got the stains on my boots | |
| Last of the livest, remains of the fruit | |
| Trained for my juice, rearranged, regrouped | |
| Beat up, rewind, refined, recouped | |
| ? I' m blind, I' m so the truth | |
| Vocal sample |
| Can you tell me how much fire | |
| Will it take to get us higher? | |
| Stand up and | |
| Fight, do it tonight | |
| What can you lose? | |
| AZ | |
| How much it gon' take, man | |
| How much I gotta spit that | |
| Make y' all understand that I am number one, daddy | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Egotrippin', Clicqot sippin | |
| Barely survived the RICO, I need no friction | |
| Nearly died in that sleephold the heat so sickenin' | |
| It' s deep though but now I peep why the weak be snitchin' | |
| They lonely, this here is for the big boys only | |
| That never count on they kins or depend on homies | |
| Y' all know me worldwide I' m a swirl inside | |
| A mix of AfroAmerican and Dominican pride | |
| That' s right, build for real, I' m still that deal | |
| Still, king of the hill, nigga, chilly chill | |
| Still, hot wheels, chicks in high heels | |
| Flicks and fly shit, I simply got skills | |
| They callin', every hustler from the streets that' s ballin' | |
| Every freak that seek consolin', I' m here, yeah | |
| There when they unaware, I appear | |
| Like ???? prayer, no tattered tears | |
| It' s tough love, a addict who wears designer only | |
| I see through the kindness, phony | |
| Mama told me | |
| Vocal sample | |
| Nigga! Certified. How much we need? | |
| I' m the truth | |
| I ain' t goin' nowhere, I told y' all crabs | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Voices callin', of course I' m all in | |
| Everything I own and I clone my zone | |
| Copy my whole tone to the microphone | |
| To the way I take shots, I don' t price Petron | |
| I don' t use no lime, I abuse no time | |
| Like a crossword puzzle, I confuse the mind | |
| It' s a allday hustle I choose to grind | |
| On the move, only food I refuse is swine | |
| ? so my soldiers circle the globe | |
| Blue strobes on the Rove', Ima surface in more | |
| A standup dude, understand the rules | |
| Used to think with a few hundred grand I' m smooth | |
| But cool But cool I don' t get upset | |
| ' 07 see me step it up on BDS | |
| Already independent, I don' t need the stress | |
| There' s no contentions, putting cds in CBS | |
| It' s the vengeance that allow focus to finish the job | |
| So ferocious with this wine, Ima toast to the god | |
| Vocal sample | |
| Verse 3 | |
| It' s understandable, mechanical rights | |
| I' m an animal puffin' on botanical white | |
| Cash cannibal, cake' s in tangible sight | |
| So everything' s a goal, got that heavenly flow and uh | |
| Life is good just like it should | |
| Little shaky but shit it' s alright I' m hood | |
| Little crazy but maybe that' s because I could | |
| Came from the roofs, got the stains on my boots | |
| Last of the livest, remains of the fruit | |
| Trained for my juice, rearranged, regrouped | |
| Beat up, rewind, refined, recouped | |
| ? I' m blind, I' m so the truth | |
| Vocal sample |
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