歌手:Empire Cast
专辑:《Inferno》

作词 : Justin Lay/Desmond Barnes/Brandon Hicks/Remy Ma Mackie/Rodney Jerkins
作曲 : Justin Lay/Desmond Barnes/Brandon Hicks/Remy Ma Mackie/Rodney Jerkins
Burn it burn it up
Now burn it up
Burn it burn it up
Yeah burn it up
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
Blow Torch furnace
Matches lighters
Candles ovens
Electrical wires
Petroleum lava
Charcoal stars
They're all on fire
Just like Remy Ma now
HipHop and RnB yeah I be blazing that
Acapella instrumental either way I'm flaming that
HGLL that's where they made me at
And all this awesomeness I'm a pyromaniac
Exploded on the scene
Then I eat up I baked it
The chimney on the roof I'm the boiler in the basement

I'm flat and still when it comes to the basics
My body made out the same material your safe is
All hail to the king
Bow down kiss the ring
We about to blow it up
Nitroglycerine
Never roll we out of here
Places that you never been
When I say we taking over that means we're taking everything

We gon' make it hot like Inferno
You gonna have to open up a window

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
Burn it burn it up
Now burn it up
Burn it burn it up
Yeah burn it up
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah no
Picture me without fireworks for lungs
See forth brains
I took glycerine for a tongue

Temperature rising as soon as I hit the road
Its electrical my biometric be long and hells too

The moment I felt gasoline in the attic
Remy went to the basement to get us a box of matches
I'm swiveling turn the flame
No worry we dressed to match
We need to burry 'em only ashes aside the casket aye

Smoking ashes
No it ain't over
We still got blow torches the flame thrower

The rap of the city must over fire
Straight lines for mines
Pow holds the front page
Remy true to your face
Ignite your grills
See I'm a fire starter you a fire a drill
Told ya I'm the truth and you lying still
I mean you can't move you lying still
I'm sick it's bad and I'm a rapper
I'm ill I went to the pyro-practer
He said Rem you got a fever you too hot ain't no one touching you
Third-degree burn
And you hardly combustible boom
We gon' burn it up like Inferno boom
We gon' make it hot like Inferno burn
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' make it hot like Inferno
You gonna have to open up a window
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
Burn it burn it up
Now burn it up
Burn it burn it up
Yeah burn it up
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah
We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah