Screwball-GORILLARMS Heat Is On (Rmx) (Feat. Prodigy (Mobb Deep))-GORILLARMS Lyrics

(prodigy and kl talking)
(p) "yo, yo dun, whattup baby? "
(kl) "whats the deal son? "
(p) "aint s___ man, we was just talkin about that s___ last night,
That s___ is crazy right? "
(kl) "for real son, shorty was like sixteen"
(p) "police come skiddin up on the sidewalk and s___, what the f___ is
Wrong with n____s man? "
(kl) "you seen them n____s dun? them n____s crazy"
(p) "s___ is hot though, they need to chill the f___ out with that man"
(kl "word, its aight though son, we survivers in this game"

Screwball with the mobb...times is hard on everybody boulevard.....

Verse 1: (poet)
Thats my word, Im m________in stressed
It seems like lifes tryin to put me through a test
cause every f___in day its just gettin worse
Whats worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a hearse
But no time to think about the consequences
The years in jail, f___ the death sentence
All I know is that I need mad cash in a flash
Before I gotta kill somebody a__
Might as well be in jail or dead
cause if you aint gettin paid then you aint gettin ahead (thats
Word)
Sittin in my room with the lights out thinkin
Im alive, but I aint livin, Im leakin
I made my bed and ima lay in it
But I aint gonna stay in it
I might start sprayin s___
I shouldve stayed in school, but thats a dead issue
f___ a g.e.d., thats like toilet tissue
All my friends are hoodlums and hustlers
Runnin with a bunch of stupid crazy m________as
n____s f___in their money up, n____s gettin knocked
And jealous m________as, they want the whole block
Though I could start flippin gettin on a mission, but I need much
More, no time for bullshittin
n____s listen....

Chorus (godfather don)
The h-e-a-t makes me crazy
I wanna bust somethin, figures, touch somethin
The heat is on, got a n____s blood rushin
I wanna touch somethin, n____s bust somethin
Repeat

Verse 2: (prodigy)
Yo, all I know is guns, all I do is slug
Id rather plug you with the heater than to have you front
My life revolves around the snub fourth
Stay gettin those outside of newyork
Bullets from the cornerstore, Im bringin home a a___n
Interstate 95 north to the jackie robinson
Watch out for ds in caprices in tauruses
Security guards mistaken as cops, mad nervous
Back at home sell a few burners
Keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal
Walk with benevolence, holdin twin fifths
380s in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chick
That n____ p is sick, I need a silencer connect, see me
n____s be lyin, tellin stories, tell it walkin
My n____s is into drugs and extortion
Knotty head for them n____s on the nightshift pumpin
The heat is on n____.....

Chorus 6x

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