Fire and Ice by Verdugo Lyrics
[Verse]
I am being consumed by the fire
Feels like I'm being cut with barbed wire
I sit, looking at the ground around me
No one is willing to look astounding
At the kid burning atop this spire
And at his funeral there's no choir
And to make things even more compounding
His whole life was a lie that's resounding
So as his life's reaching its last moments
He realizes he failed as a poet
He should of quit when his girl told him to
But he never listened when spoken to
And it's not until she starts to foment
That his love has lost all its enjoyment
And he sees what he's woken to
He finally sees his words aren't potent, too
He sits down at his cheap, rickety desk
He's writing, but his imagery's grotesque
He crumples the paper up and burns it
No hope, he's starting to get concernéd
He thinks everything he writes is burlesque
His girl finally left without a peck
That blonde pit was done and couldn't commit
To a man who wasn't a country hick
And now he's got people knocking him down
Laughing at him when they see him in town
Even his friends laugh and call him a clown
Saying "Quit rap and turn your life around!"
[Chorus]
Go on and cast me into the fire
All I got is nobody and counting!
So I climb to the top of this spire
And look for a sign of life around me
There was a time when I used to be nice and warm
But now I've just grown cynical and cold
I know I wasn't cold when I was born
But now you can thank the haters and trolls
For making me angry like my father
When my mom and I started to leave him
And there's no way I can become calmer
And whether or not you start believing
In me I will keep shooting for the stars
Even if I'm something you will discard
[Verse]
What, you don't like me being cold hearted?
Hate seeing me, the kid called retarded
Finally grow up, grow a pair of balls
And start flirting with women in the malls?
I flirt 'till they're mad and I get smarted
And here I am standing left disregarded
I get up and write some rhymes in the stalls
Writing my rhymes in sharpie on the walls
I grow to be a bit more cynical
And aim my anger at false criticals
Whenever I'm writing in my notebook
I tend to write rhymes that are overlooked
I used to write rhymes that were whimsical
Now they're made to be impermissible
And make me out to be some sort of crook
From some sort of demented storybook
Don't like what I say? Don't say anything
I'll hang you by a rope and start to sing
Every single rap I've ever written
If you still don't like it you'll be smitten
By all my rhymes until they start to sting
And you start to love and hate everything
Go ahead, try to send me to prison
You can't cause this is a work of fiction!
Don't you mess with Executioner
Or in your sleep he'll slice your jugular
Then he will choke with a cucumber
And then throw you off a juniper
[Chorus]
Go on and cast me into the fire
All I got is nobody and counting!
So I climb to the top of this spire
And look for a sign of life around me
There was a time when I used to be nice and warm
But now I've just grown cynical and cold
I know I wasn't cold when I was born
But now you can thank the haters and trolls
For making me angry like my father
When my mom and I started to leave him
And there's no way I can become calmer
And whether or not you start believing
In me I will keep shooting for the stars
Even if I'm something you will discard
I am being consumed by the fire
Feels like I'm being cut with barbed wire
I sit, looking at the ground around me
No one is willing to look astounding
At the kid burning atop this spire
And at his funeral there's no choir
And to make things even more compounding
His whole life was a lie that's resounding
So as his life's reaching its last moments
He realizes he failed as a poet
He should of quit when his girl told him to
But he never listened when spoken to
And it's not until she starts to foment
That his love has lost all its enjoyment
And he sees what he's woken to
He finally sees his words aren't potent, too
He sits down at his cheap, rickety desk
He's writing, but his imagery's grotesque
He crumples the paper up and burns it
No hope, he's starting to get concernéd
He thinks everything he writes is burlesque
His girl finally left without a peck
That blonde pit was done and couldn't commit
To a man who wasn't a country hick
And now he's got people knocking him down
Laughing at him when they see him in town
Even his friends laugh and call him a clown
Saying "Quit rap and turn your life around!"
[Chorus]
Go on and cast me into the fire
All I got is nobody and counting!
So I climb to the top of this spire
And look for a sign of life around me
There was a time when I used to be nice and warm
But now I've just grown cynical and cold
I know I wasn't cold when I was born
But now you can thank the haters and trolls
For making me angry like my father
When my mom and I started to leave him
And there's no way I can become calmer
And whether or not you start believing
In me I will keep shooting for the stars
Even if I'm something you will discard
[Verse]
What, you don't like me being cold hearted?
Hate seeing me, the kid called retarded
Finally grow up, grow a pair of balls
And start flirting with women in the malls?
I flirt 'till they're mad and I get smarted
And here I am standing left disregarded
I get up and write some rhymes in the stalls
Writing my rhymes in sharpie on the walls
I grow to be a bit more cynical
And aim my anger at false criticals
Whenever I'm writing in my notebook
I tend to write rhymes that are overlooked
I used to write rhymes that were whimsical
Now they're made to be impermissible
And make me out to be some sort of crook
From some sort of demented storybook
Don't like what I say? Don't say anything
I'll hang you by a rope and start to sing
Every single rap I've ever written
If you still don't like it you'll be smitten
By all my rhymes until they start to sting
And you start to love and hate everything
Go ahead, try to send me to prison
You can't cause this is a work of fiction!
Don't you mess with Executioner
Or in your sleep he'll slice your jugular
Then he will choke with a cucumber
And then throw you off a juniper
[Chorus]
Go on and cast me into the fire
All I got is nobody and counting!
So I climb to the top of this spire
And look for a sign of life around me
There was a time when I used to be nice and warm
But now I've just grown cynical and cold
I know I wasn't cold when I was born
But now you can thank the haters and trolls
For making me angry like my father
When my mom and I started to leave him
And there's no way I can become calmer
And whether or not you start believing
In me I will keep shooting for the stars
Even if I'm something you will discard