Fired Up

[Intro] Oh no! Oh no! You're gonna burn! I'll feel you burn! [Chorus: B-Real] I'm fired up Go try your luck Burn it down to the ground, call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody dropped up Fuck around and find out when the buyer's touched [Verse 1: Demrick] I'm on fire and your number one supplier Watch these fathers laying like a lighter Burn like Las Vegas dyers; hot, fresh out the drier We on the courter game like [?] players My touch midas, you? Arthritis Can't co-sign it if I did ghost-write it I fly private to places you ain't invited Got enough heat under thе seat to change the climatе I drop bombs and napalm with the higher ups The men saying [?] To the [?] cop from the pandemonium Ain't no one controlling, I'mma knock 'em out the podium [Chorus: B-Real] I'm fired up Go try your luck Burn it down to the ground, call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody dropped up Fuck around and find out when the buyer's touched [Verse 2: B-Real] Recieve a higher parcel from the fire marshall I know you partial to the gas sitting in the satchel I know you feeling for the flames of the 16 That make you feeling alive with wild fire and big dreams They call me flamethrower, the greatest [?] Caughting all these bitches staring like the lawnmover We got one motto to keep pushing further Another murder on the mic, can you smell the odor? Another beat fucked, [?] Couldn't stand the heat, you was opposite of premarted Now it's disregarded, [?] Third degree burnt, they call it [?] [Chorus: B-Real] I'm fired up Go try your luck Burn it down to the ground, call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody dropped up Fuck around and find out when the buyer's touched [Break] You've been living like a little girl In the middle of your little world Oooooo [Verse 3: Xzibit] I drop you off at the pearly gates Like postmates, catch a bitch like a dope case Make 'em make a U-turn like a [?] I speak portesque when it comes from a great place Meet us in the street where it's not safe Where niggas bend on the vaist but they don't break Where you die over move you don't make Bullets smashed to your face like wedding cake I'm a down muhfucka around liquor You feelin' not a bounce, can't be around real niggas So fuck everybody who ain't with us I set you on fire, keep on going like paint thinner [Chorus: B-Real] I'm fired up Go try your luck Burn it down to the ground, call the fire truck When the shots buck everybody dropped up Fuck around and find out when the buyer's touched I'm fired up Burn it down to the ground, call the fire truck I'm fired up Fuck around and find out when the buyer's touched