Cunninlynguists

I am the god of hellfire and I bring you (x2)
[Hook]
"Fire!" Hellfire can't scorch me (x4)
I'll see you burn
[Verse 1: Natti]
"Fire!" Not obtained by propane or lighter
Not a man gone' contain these flames they burn higher yell
"Fire!" and it's not on the roof, it's in the booth
Then spreads from the stage to the youth
Who all root for more
"Fire!" You can smell it in your clothes and your nose
See a hater closin his nose we closin the doors
They gotta bounce, cause I learned
Where there's smoke there's fire
Similar to the streets, where there's spokes there's tires
Keep rollin like X poppers, see them flames
They gone need dental records to retrieve them names
Of course the sheer force'll scorch upon contact
Zippo flow, here we go, let's all cock back and "Fire!"
[Hook]