Fire In The Booth Part 3

2021

Written by Ghetts

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Fire In The Booth Part 3

[Intro: Charlie Sloth] Ah yeah, it's got to that all important time of the show. Once again, my favourite part of the show, Fire In The Booth. But as you can see, the settings today, they're a little bit different. We in the desert, in the middle of Dubai. Conflict of Interest has just dropped and the album is a movie. So I call my guy Ghetts, I was like 'Boy, what we gon' do? We've gotta match the movie with another movie. We need to create something that people will talk about for decadеs to come'. We're calling this onе Fire In The Desert. Now Ghetts he's about to pull up and he's about to deliver a moment of greatness [Verse 1] All my cars above par All my bikes are Yamaha Ha ha ha, ha ha ha There's even a go kart in my garage Life was hard but now here we are Man got money and moved area Sometimes I don't know if I'm from Plaistow, Iraq or Siberia How can a yardman order Chinese but he won't eat food from Nigeria? Vulture love using the word culture but don't know my career Babe, I just wan' be friends, don't cry over my criteria I just told Ten put this beat in Logic and loop that fam No metaphors or double-entendres b-but the truth just bangs From the day you heard of me it's been nothing but merkery I didn't plan it the way another human has Mic man sheller, lifespan forever Straight from the BMX Diamondback era Kill a MC with presence alone Merry Christmas, I can rap better Sarsaparilla, Apple Copella I've got the juice right now and whenever The boy's blessed in ways you can't measure The ruler's back, don't ever They ain't used to this shit It's way too futuristic DeLorean, coupe assisted Them Mandalorians, moving mystic I slam the door then review the witness Crime rate, new statistics Knife game too ballistic Open a boy's chest like being in a sauna with Eucalyptus Breathe my nigga I said breathe my nigga I've been living my life like I know the date that I'm gonna die yeah I've already seen my killer Put him in a spliff, indeed I bill up Hat low like me Bryce Tiller Rambo see di liver I'm a green gate East side nigga Son of a gun, please don't be my trigger I live my life to the fullest, that's why I don't run out of subjects I do big boy deals with the brands my nigga and man are still sweet with the rough necks Told my man I've got a ten year plan, that's inevitable success I don't care what time of the day it is as long as my son's set What enemies? I ain't got one left [Bridge] Let these people know This my Dubai desert eagle flow Old school Ghetto, front teeth all gold Got the first one right so the sequel's sold Long time when I said invest in Ghetts, but the mandem are cool with illegal dough And now times have changed and I'm out of sight, Don Cheadle flow [Verse 2] What, you never saw that coming? There's money behind any door man run in 15K, one verse, that's nothing If I keep it a hundred It should be a hundred The zone I'm in, there's no comfort And I'm just warming You'll see when you answer your calling The other calls just seem like unknown numbers Please do not address me, you ain't welcome on this doormat Man have got real shooters on standby, I saved your life when I told them 'Ignore that' House, car and phone insurance but your life's at risk and you haven't insured that I double up, I take out two and bring four back Them boy came in the game all nervous Weren't sure about their verses When I was first heard on the airwaves, nothing but turbulence I told man 'Practice what you preach' 'cause I live my sermons Boy, don't talk 'bout dirt, you ain't done it or been that person CV check, your document's on a PDF You're not a man that we respect I'm really outside, man's 3D Ghetts See me here, man see me there I can't argue online with a neeky breh About GB scared, you wish like say you have a genie spare [Interlude: Charlie Sloth] Ay Ghetts, I didn't know you was gonna go in like this my guy. Fire In The Desert for real, woo, jheez. I don't think they're ready for this and we ain't done yet [Verse 3] When I was sixteen I had big dreams Mum said don't follow no crowd, if I'm calling someone I ringlead Man are talking, I pull up and crash and no one's gone through the windscreen? How Sway, I'm intrigued If I pull up and crash I'm Wiley, I'm making a big scene Outside but we was in deep Where I'm from we've got our own big Meech School North but I lived East So my time white vest like Vin Dies You've gotta be thick-skinned When you ain't a person who fits in The in-crowd wanna make you the victim But the thing is they're insecure themselves Ain't thinking for themselves So many clones, I've seen kings ignore themselves Why you wanna be somebody else? He just wan' be someone he's not Just wan' be somebody's girl Oh my days, I just realised Some people are playing a role and other people have got a role to play You probably think 'What's the difference?', it's all roles, both are fake Ha, alright, okay mate Well hi my name's Ghetts, I'm a father of two I watch extreme sports and I roller-skate Summer 2-17 I crashed Lambzy's bike and fucked up my knees and my shoulder blade My dad said I'm a madman, quad, no helmet, one-fifteen on the motorway What, me, selfish? Never, but all I do is overtake I could've put that in my bio Spent most of my teenage years in YO Went school with Leona Lewis and Ayo I deal with debt like a Lannister, I cannot think of a man that I owe And if we're talking payback, that's payback 'cause of vio(lation) I'm back in the place, chiropractor Drill, rap, grime, don't matter Mind over matter Madman from the badlands, eyes go blacker Read your face like a book, final chapter Kyze said I'm in a different realm And Ten if we're talking beats then this right here is a different belt Still, I'm so down to Earth I should have dirt in my fingernails My man's saying his name with vim but that name there don't ring a bell We didn't know that you was from here like Idris when he played Stringer Bell Whenever they ask me how I'm doing, I just reply 'Fam things are well' Rum and the coke or give me the Hennessy mixed with a bit of the ginger ale Whenever I'm drunk I get on my phone and end up try to ring Chanel She said 'Pick me up I'm with tings as well' I've got pixie dust from Tinkerbell Album man, I do not do single well Heaven on Earth, translation, Flipping Hell [Outro] Yo, Conflict of Interest out right now, you already know. Made Fire In The Booth the littest ever, Fire In The Desert, Fire In The Dunes. Big up my brudda Charlie Sloth, you already know bruv, back home we go. Works is running, say nutting

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"Fire In The Booth Part 3" is a song by Ghetts, released in 2021. The song was written by Ghetts. It was produced by TenBillion Dreams.

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