Rossy - Charmander Lyrics

I was born spitting fire in these streets I'm like a Charmander
You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander
Walking on this wire, admired, and like a balanced dancer
Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner
I was born spitting fire in these streets I'm like a Charmander
You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander
Walking on this wire, admired, and like a balanced dancer
Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

To this day, spitting fire
Thick flames are raising higher
Big bass is banging brighter
Even non-gay guys gaze,
Stare as they desire this dangerous blaze
That's gon' pave entire lanes in rap games
Till someday the mate retires
Boxing Rocky Balboa and Cliff inside the gym
At the Colorado Rocky Mountains
God invites us in
Testing my limits
Guessing but winning
Got lots on my mind again
Full of cars: honking, beeping, swerving
No place that can fit 'em in (Ca-Can't)
Can't see through the bushes
But I'm pushin' through the thick of it (Adr-Dren)
Adrenaline is gushing through my veins
Like it's some Riddalin (It's some Riddalin)
The Riddler riddlin' me with riddles
"How's a guy get rid of him?" (Guy get rid of him)
My mind unwind
By scribbling, a glass of wine, plus weed and paper
Stress be gone
I'll see you later
When these songs complete, we major
Death ain't long away: Speed Racer
Bets be on
Best on on your best behavior
Call your mom fore she meet the Maker
Ain't too much time that's sweet to savor
Call your mom fore she meet the Maker (Hey)

I was born spitting fire in these streets
I'm like a Charmander
You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander
Walking on this wire
Admired, and like a balanced dancer
Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner
I was born spitting fire in these streets
I'm like a Charmander
You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander
Walking on this wire
Admired, and like a balanced dancer
Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

Younger days, was flustered greatly
But now I'm buff
Puffed up by confidence
Tough, but success doesn't come from luck
Comes from hard work, got lots of it
Midwest flow, stem from Wisconsin
Temps drop below zero, prompt skin on skin
Trip to Rome, I met Symmachus
Told of no hero, the synopsis
Rap Michael Phelps
My pool of words I swim in's bottomless
The deeper down I go
The rule of thirds gets much more ominous
In fact, assume I fly
I clap two times, my rap's autonomous
The pen gon' scratch the pad
A flash, and bam: a stack of documents
My hand go ham, you ask for man
And you can have the consequence
My passion landed in my lap
God gifted lack of oculus
My retina, and macula
Both half-made products, have incompetence
Plethora is Dracula
Checking on whom his next option is
No tolerance
Y'all Remus, and I'm Romulus
It's not common
Why they call it common sense?
Y'all say I'm down, but I'm on to this.
I'm gon' be round, not rhom-i-bus
I hear yo' sound, anesthesiologist
Got me drowsy, somnolent
Lost and found: how me and you the opposite

I was born spitting fire in these streets
I'm like a Charmander
You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander
Walking on this wire
Admired, and like a balanced dancer
Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner
I was born spitting fire in these streets
I'm like a Charmander
You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander
Walking on this wire
Admired, and like a balanced dancer
Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner