The Heat

[Intro: Twista]

Yeah, yeah

It's a No I.D., Legendary Traxster production

Twista

[Verse 1: Twista]

I'm a giant, into astrological science

Rapper phenomenal violence, I'm such a honorable tyrant

Verbal telekinesis is cutting fellas to pieces

Hell of a thesis, but holy, like you could tell it's from Jesus

As good as Pelican Brief is, with the force of a sorcerer

Never put fork in the pork, I'm orchestrating the orchestra

Forfeit your formula, cuz I'm forming a

Thesaurus of verses, or it's a chorus of more when I smoke a forest

Super powers like Morpheus, foresee us like the Oracle

Portable MP3 players let you play what's recordable

Legendary like Traxster, not scared to bury you rapper

I'm up for the beef, you just a vegetarian actor

Identification is gon' have to go by me

Cuz long as I got No I.D., victims ain't got no I.V

Intravenous sleep poetry, Pedialyte

I'mma give 'em, they said it was hot, so check the media hype

[Chorus: sample]

As long as people wait, oh, there's no escape

The heat... the heat... the heat... the heat...

[Verse 2: Twista]

I recollect the era where terror and recommendations are wrecking

The mic respecting Mecca with no hesitation

Meditation in line of giving my praises to Allah

Thoughts are taken Shahada, and throwing rocks at the Kaaba

These days is bout the dollar, all of them into balling

The Sound Scan and the cannons, you ask if it's all appalling

All the ragging, the sagging, the swagging, the selling drugs

And the thug in the tight pants, what happened to yes y'alling

Sometimes I can't help the violence when I kick random rhymes

Make you shut the fuck up like silencers or pantomimes

Write an autograph for you as if you a fan of mine

Cuz I got you tripping off of the way my grammar rhyme

Fixational, my dictation is evident, I'm benevolent

Cuz the flow is elegant, throw like an elephant

They should have told him that I flow like petroleum

And I've been cold at the podium, since break dancing on linoleum

[Chorus: sample]

As long as people wait, oh, there's no escape

The heat... the heat... the heat... the heat...

[Verse 3: Raekwon]

Cooling with the hustlers, eating rum fish, guns is crisp

Can't stand fake niggas and fake bitches

Don't make me upset my stomach, them killas'll come through

The bathroom and tie up your honey

I'm all about my coins, the fly Donald Goines of rap

Fuck with fly chicken tenderloins

You know it, you blow it, you know you gotta go

You can't live it, word to the mama, that's a no

Surrounded by dons and consiglieres, don't get leary

Refrigerator might fall, don't worry

You a good naked, stay in that zone

You speaking to a rich real rap nigga, cooling on his throne

Yeah, kiss your forehead with lead

I got some Chicago niggas that do it quick fast with some bread

And my lawyer, an African prince

Slid to America with three bags of dope, a black Benz

[Chorus: sample]

As long as people wait, oh, there's no escape

The heat... the heat... the heat... the heat...