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well as you listen to my music, you will see that it's a little different from other rappers out there. not too hardcore not too crazy, just different. right no
Song Info
Charts
Peak #2,681
Peak in subgenre #1,419
Author
tyvaughn thomas
Rights
2008
Uploaded
March 28, 2010
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 4:17
Story behind the song
my alter ego The Arsonist, gives you his version of the meaning check one two
Lyrics
someone dial 911 the fire has just begun it's the Arsonist, you guys better run TIZ i'm a true veteran, OG from the block used to clock chedder son got knocked and got locked when i made my last run now i'm held in a block man that aint no fun when you got no fam and you got no funds all it equals to is that you got no ones so i'm here to show them, i got the flow son so when i drop, make sure you cop one better yet make it two, i got many rhymes for you couldn't fit it all on one disk, i had to make two and you love to hate too, i can't even rate you give a n*** a inch and he wanna take two chorus one one one two 5x I'm just getting started, you guys are getting departed like somebody's butt cheeks, like they just farted which means you stink, i suggest you step out my rink cause i can throw a hot verse, faster than you can blink tell me what you think? i'm one of the best with the ink and the way i blaze the track, what ya supposed to think i do this for my peeps that know TIZ from the streets i used to get my hustle on, making ends meat some friends did meet, death or behind bars some still out in the world living like stars and it's really hard, not wanting a piece of the pie that's why you see alot of goons in the streets of LI the beast pass you by, give you a crooked eye every once in a while they might pull you in the ride so don't even try to merc off in the ride cause they will pull you, for the check one two chorus I'm walking in the building from a late night of chilling the stormy wheather outside keeps inside the children in my pavillion, ain't nobody making millions the middle class and poor people make up all the dealings i be catching feelings, seeing these things going on so i got my pen and pad and put them things in a song how things going wrong makes the day seem long when night comes it seems like eight weeks long into the wind i go dont know if it's friend or foe so i let it direct my path with one gentle blow from east to west where i end up i don't know hope i complete the test before i'm laid to rest the grimm reaper come he wont be able to show and i can see him man he's knocking at my door he's got two bodies and he needs one more and i hear him now slightly knocking at my door i get the urge to let him in and crack open the door then he tells me to come on cause he needs to make one more chorus
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