Fire Squad Remix by Brothers At Large Lyrics
[Hook: Kelby & Doc Roman]
Why you acting like you didn't know?
It's the Brothers At Large
That's just how the story goes
Listen can I have a minute of your time?
Got this flow in mind
I'm just trynna show and grind
How the fuck you acting like you know?
Say I'm living too fast
You're just moving too slow
What's the point in never getting old?
Used to never give a fuck
Now everything I touch gold
[Verse 1: Kelby]
No inhibition
I’ll rhyme it to the ground with no rest
My mind’s set
On breathing life into my mental visions
My intuition paints a picture of what I am missing
The shit I’m dissing
I know I’ve got to think different
And take pause
Contemplate what this may cause
I drop jaws
Before I even spit 8 bars
That’s just my ego talking I’m not flawless
But put me on the fire squad
I’ll show you what a Holocaust is
Burnt down the master’s house it’s closer to ashes
I’m hoping to capture
The emotions I know that you have
This moment I grab on
To what rope that I have left
Hanging on to hope
Pull it round my neck like a life vest
It feels more like cold steel
My execution
Making heads roll
Better dip before it gets to you son
It’s not the same, I changed
You shouldn’t have stayed
I mean I made the frame my painting's in
While you just make excuses
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Doc Roman]
Your bitch calling shotty
Caressing down her body
Kickin it with the homie
That is Kung-Fu not Karate
She the entree
Something like ménage à trois me
She want good tongue
That's the parlais
This the shark tank
I don't give a fuck
If it's not Friday
Every day I wake up lace the Nikes it is grind day
I'mma make it my way
My way is the high way
Smoke a sack of kush before you driving on the highway
You pequeño but my dick is lookin kinda grande
Home-run fuck her 'til she walking sideways
Are my eyes glazed man?
My shit is so high grade
Party's getting rolled
Head to my place
Yeah...
Why you acting like you didn't know?
It's the Brothers At Large
That's just how the story goes
Listen can I have a minute of your time?
Got this flow in mind
I'm just trynna show and grind
How the fuck you acting like you know?
Say I'm living too fast
You're just moving too slow
What's the point in never getting old?
Used to never give a fuck
Now everything I touch gold
[Verse 1: Kelby]
No inhibition
I’ll rhyme it to the ground with no rest
My mind’s set
On breathing life into my mental visions
My intuition paints a picture of what I am missing
The shit I’m dissing
I know I’ve got to think different
And take pause
Contemplate what this may cause
I drop jaws
Before I even spit 8 bars
That’s just my ego talking I’m not flawless
But put me on the fire squad
I’ll show you what a Holocaust is
Burnt down the master’s house it’s closer to ashes
I’m hoping to capture
The emotions I know that you have
This moment I grab on
To what rope that I have left
Hanging on to hope
Pull it round my neck like a life vest
It feels more like cold steel
My execution
Making heads roll
Better dip before it gets to you son
It’s not the same, I changed
You shouldn’t have stayed
I mean I made the frame my painting's in
While you just make excuses
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Doc Roman]
Your bitch calling shotty
Caressing down her body
Kickin it with the homie
That is Kung-Fu not Karate
She the entree
Something like ménage à trois me
She want good tongue
That's the parlais
This the shark tank
I don't give a fuck
If it's not Friday
Every day I wake up lace the Nikes it is grind day
I'mma make it my way
My way is the high way
Smoke a sack of kush before you driving on the highway
You pequeño but my dick is lookin kinda grande
Home-run fuck her 'til she walking sideways
Are my eyes glazed man?
My shit is so high grade
Party's getting rolled
Head to my place
Yeah...