What you want is fire,
I'll give it to you again, no liar,
Ask me, I built an empire,
I been on the grind, like nuts between plairs,
Flying, in my jets for jets, up for hire,
We burn so much wood, smells like friction hitting a tires,
You heard it through the wire, like the grapevine,
I tell you again this city is mine,
As I do mine, all I got is time,
I'm so strong, I have to spray pine,
You a little swine, doing the crime,
Ding Ding Dong, I know you hear the chime,