Early in the morning
See we up and on the rise
World doesn't see us coming
Bout to take it by surprise
It's my time can't you see
Do or Die
Word to wise
We the end prophesized
It's FireSide
And you know we on a mission
Got the Jesus piece hanging
Cause you know we keep it Christian
Beg to be forgiven
Cause I am killing on this rhythm
No remorse for other rappers
Or these haters who be trippin
I should be jail cause
My flow is homicidal
Beginning of the end
Everybody in denial
If my lyrics took trial
Judge got to throw the book
Cause just the way I lay it down
Got the world shook
So to those who oppose fireside and black rose
To my haters and my foes
Get yo gats and get yo chromes
Cause u messin round with the beat killer
Commit the perfect crime
Nobody does it iller
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
The Fat Kid is back just to take the crown
I'm spitting antidotes for niggas over Poison grounds
To these fake niggas
Who claim to rep my town
Bunch of clowns
Running round
Fireside we shut it down
Spit that shit to wake these niggas out their dream states
Dissing all these niggas in the game if they seem fake
Grown men with emotions like bitches
Lately its seems all these niggas in their motherf*cking feelings
Ignorant niggas
Who love to barrow shyne
Beggar boy motherf*cker
Who just love to dick ride
Bar for bar these niggas can't f*ck with me
Had it at the start
Now they garbage lyrically
All talk no substance in the words
I spit that real shit
Agree my subject with my verbs
Stupid niggas
They can't comprehend
We not cut from the same cloth
I kill with the pen Bitch
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
I am back out the fire (woo)
Virtually unscathed
With a new side to me,
My virtues have changed (still pessimistic)
F*ck you niggas
Throwing dirt on the name (Fire Side)
Watch me body your audio
Run you cowards out the game
I been inspired
To murk you f*ck niggas
The big nigga with punch lines to deliver
With the cold to make you sweat
And heat to make you shiver
But enough references to my blood and my gun
Trying to clear my mind with some weed and some rum
Put some weed is these blunts my d is these cunts
Then laugh at these bitches i do this shit for fun
Not a stereotypical hiphop artist
I invite the competition to see who go the hardest
Then I slaughter rappers watch vultures pick at the carcass
Then I am hot like june july and august
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
BigKyle Da Poet - Local Policy (feat. Bri-Yan & Alisha){Produced By Tone Jonez} Lyrics
BigKyle Da Poet - Local Policy (feat. Bri-Yan & Alisha){Produced By Tone Jonez} Lyrics
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Early in the morning
See we up and on the rise
World doesn't see us coming
Bout to take it by surprise
It's my time can't you see
Do or Die
Word to wise
We the end prophesized
It's FireSide
And you know we on a mission
Got the Jesus piece hanging
Cause you know we keep it Christian
Beg to be forgiven
Cause I am killing on this rhythm
No remorse for other rappers
Or these haters who be trippin
I should be jail cause
My flow is homicidal
Beginning of the end
Everybody in denial
If my lyrics took trial
Judge got to throw the book
Cause just the way I lay it down
Got the world shook
So to those who oppose fireside and black rose
To my haters and my foes
Get yo gats and get yo chromes
Cause u messin round with the beat killer
Commit the perfect crime
Nobody does it iller
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
The Fat Kid is back just to take the crown
I'm spitting antidotes for niggas over Poison grounds
To these fake niggas
Who claim to rep my town
Bunch of clowns
Running round
Fireside we shut it down
Spit that shit to wake these niggas out their dream states
Dissing all these niggas in the game if they seem fake
Grown men with emotions like bitches
Lately its seems all these niggas in their motherf*cking feelings
Ignorant niggas
Who love to barrow shyne
Beggar boy motherf*cker
Who just love to dick ride
Bar for bar these niggas can't f*ck with me
Had it at the start
Now they garbage lyrically
All talk no substance in the words
I spit that real shit
Agree my subject with my verbs
Stupid niggas
They can't comprehend
We not cut from the same cloth
I kill with the pen Bitch
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
I am back out the fire (woo)
Virtually unscathed
With a new side to me,
My virtues have changed (still pessimistic)
F*ck you niggas
Throwing dirt on the name (Fire Side)
Watch me body your audio
Run you cowards out the game
I been inspired
To murk you f*ck niggas
The big nigga with punch lines to deliver
With the cold to make you sweat
And heat to make you shiver
But enough references to my blood and my gun
Trying to clear my mind with some weed and some rum
Put some weed is these blunts my d is these cunts
Then laugh at these bitches i do this shit for fun
Not a stereotypical hiphop artist
I invite the competition to see who go the hardest
Then I slaughter rappers watch vultures pick at the carcass
Then I am hot like june july and august
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
See we up and on the rise
World doesn't see us coming
Bout to take it by surprise
It's my time can't you see
Do or Die
Word to wise
We the end prophesized
It's FireSide
And you know we on a mission
Got the Jesus piece hanging
Cause you know we keep it Christian
Beg to be forgiven
Cause I am killing on this rhythm
No remorse for other rappers
Or these haters who be trippin
I should be jail cause
My flow is homicidal
Beginning of the end
Everybody in denial
If my lyrics took trial
Judge got to throw the book
Cause just the way I lay it down
Got the world shook
So to those who oppose fireside and black rose
To my haters and my foes
Get yo gats and get yo chromes
Cause u messin round with the beat killer
Commit the perfect crime
Nobody does it iller
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
The Fat Kid is back just to take the crown
I'm spitting antidotes for niggas over Poison grounds
To these fake niggas
Who claim to rep my town
Bunch of clowns
Running round
Fireside we shut it down
Spit that shit to wake these niggas out their dream states
Dissing all these niggas in the game if they seem fake
Grown men with emotions like bitches
Lately its seems all these niggas in their motherf*cking feelings
Ignorant niggas
Who love to barrow shyne
Beggar boy motherf*cker
Who just love to dick ride
Bar for bar these niggas can't f*ck with me
Had it at the start
Now they garbage lyrically
All talk no substance in the words
I spit that real shit
Agree my subject with my verbs
Stupid niggas
They can't comprehend
We not cut from the same cloth
I kill with the pen Bitch
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
I am back out the fire (woo)
Virtually unscathed
With a new side to me,
My virtues have changed (still pessimistic)
F*ck you niggas
Throwing dirt on the name (Fire Side)
Watch me body your audio
Run you cowards out the game
I been inspired
To murk you f*ck niggas
The big nigga with punch lines to deliver
With the cold to make you sweat
And heat to make you shiver
But enough references to my blood and my gun
Trying to clear my mind with some weed and some rum
Put some weed is these blunts my d is these cunts
Then laugh at these bitches i do this shit for fun
Not a stereotypical hiphop artist
I invite the competition to see who go the hardest
Then I slaughter rappers watch vultures pick at the carcass
Then I am hot like june july and august
No one does it iller
No one can't top the strength
Fireside got the killers
Bring it all to an end
Writer: Kyle Zuniga
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid