Playing With Fire

Imma turn this stage into a motherfucking mosh pit

Some little bitch came in then I lost it

What’s this bitch saying? Is this bitch playing?

Is this bitch expecting to mock rap until we self-slaying?

Suicidal Thoughts, inside my mind rots

Where is this ending up if the radio’s all we got?

Making jokes of our selves, until our minds lost

Dumb it down to the limit, why am I shocked?

Because this game gets dumber

One lifer flows now run us

All I hear is sex, money, strippers and druggers

Like they are all good things

Just let all the blood spring

Out of my ankle like a fountain,

Now you got something to drink

And you see where I be? Levels over hell

Levels under heaven? My mind’s in a cell

My mouth is on a muzzle, ‘cause I only bark heart

But you can’t stop me, ‘cause all I do is bark smart

And I’m shooting out my brains; you think that I’m dead

I know this track is murder, but simply you can’t kill head

You can’t kill talent, you can’t kill skill

You can’t kill a man with the power of will

But you can kill dollars, just burn simple paper

In fact I spit on money, motherfuck the paper

You think imma regret this? But I don’t regret me

Go ahead, call me heartless, say it, I’m mean

But who cares? ‘caus anger is what the public eye sees

I spit my angry lyrics, ‘caus the beat defines the means

Of my emotions, that’s what the heart sings

‘caus me I play with fire, but it don’t burn me