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