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Welcome, I am Razor, I have been rapping for a little over seven years even though I have only been serious for about 3 years.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #918
Peak in subgenre #478
Author
Razor (UK)
Uploaded
April 03, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:02
Story behind the song
Lyrics
Verse 1
When I step up on the mic you know I got it locked/
Drop them sick bars everytime I'm in the spot/
Comin sick with all the verbs and the nouns/
Real dope sounds, the type you hear underground/
R to the A keeps comin with the sickness/
I rip this... got the game as my witeness/
I stay hard, whether shining or grinding/
Makin a beat or rhyming with perfect timing/
You know I stay ill, I flow like a veteran/
Full of adrenaline, fake mc's I'm gettin em/
Never stop hittin em, the punchlines I'm flippin em/
It's fire the way that I'm spittin em/
I flow crazy when I'm in this type in this type of mood/
So maybe... you should just respect a dude/
Cause play me, and I won't hesitate to/
Blaze all these fake irrelevant crews/
Chorus
I Got that fire... I'm crazy with he flow/
Everybody knows I've got the sickness to blow/
All them cats know it's a hit on the low/
And if you really think you can spit we can go/x2
Verse 2
I'm comin with a lot more heat in verse two/
So I really hope that you do give me your worse dude/
Cause any how your verse is weak, I'll hurt you/
For real son, my impeccable speak will murk you/
I aint the type of MC that plays with these cats/
You'll get destroyed if you come lazy with the raps/
So make if you wanna spit, come correct/
Cause if not, say goodbye to your rep/
Right now I'm so focussed, man I spit the dopeness/
Ya'll hopeless, at keepin up with this whole spit/
My bars are like air, they never run out/
And always provide heat, like when the sun comes out/
I know they you're feelin me, I'm sick with the similes.
This beat alone will get you pumped up with energy/
So how could I not be confindent when I write/
Cause right now I feel like I could rhyme all night/
Chorus
I Got that fire... I'm crazy with he flow/
Everybody knows I've got the sickness to blow/
All them cats know it's a hit on the low/
And if you really think you can spit we can go/x2
Verse 3
Let me strip down the beat so you hear me properly/
I'm sick right now and aint nobody stoppin me/
The flow I provide, just blows people's minds/
And it aint copied man, I know that it mines/
It's clear to see now that I'm on another level/
By the way my voice matches the bass and the treble/
The lyrics hit harder than any lethal weapon
Therefore they'll be no sequel after I get em/
I'm a show closer, lyrical flow poser/
The type that keeps spittin after the shows over/
That's why everytime that I spit it is respected/
And I see the rap game from a whole different perspective/
I told you I was hot and this joint is flames/
I know you've heat before but it aint the same/
I know them other tracks might spark a live wire/
But this right here is that certified fire/
Chorus
I Got that fire... I'm crazy with he flow/
Everybody knows I've got the sickness to blow/
All them cats know it's a hit on the low/
And if you really think you can spit we can go/x2
