Flame Throwers - Gangrene

It’s all live

Yea, this is double G

Equivalent to 2003

Smell down titanium

Like a metallic sea

Transform a river into the T2

What you waiting to send us to G2

Your eyes only see two G’s

Criminals so illegal

We lead the fibril

And stunting like it’s Evil Knievel

It ain’t a sequel

It’s a prequel

I berth your status is not equal

I’m first to town

And while lethal how

I can see you can talk to

Going like the wind through the trees

In the summer breeze

My eyes only see 2 G’s

Two force and you letting them

Jacking cheese on the back of the cope

The words I wrote

Before open face surgery

Were the racket

And go at your throat

Chemical imbalance flopped on

Mentally challenged

Promote violence

And flame throwers

Burn down houses to a crisp

Crazier combination exists

So it happened once to the blue

Like the soviets

Put that fire to you

If you knew my fix

I let their heat melt you

And the longer they exist

Big flame throwers

Y’all ain’t fucking with this

Got fired yea, got fired what

Got fired yea, got fired what

Got fired man

That’s fire like a flamethrower

Every spot gets blazed over

See me?

I’m a cop smoker

I cannot be sober

I’m a lot Soldiered

Locked in the cockpit

Leaned over

Corrupt ambition

Air forcing the old numbers

Nostradamus, your futuristical prophet

Done balling

Make spending

Before you got it

That’s no credit

No collateral

Bet them

We go animal

Let it shred them

I debt them

Get up, get up

Put them to sleep

I rock them good

Father just stall

I taught him good

If you wouldn’t couldn’t

You want to should

Probably would of did it already

More fire

You’re running out of wood

No husk

And no for sparking

Come back that

Like loan sharking

Shoot the crowd till I’m talking

This is a lot like wood floors with no carpet

I emerge out of the darkness

To resurrect the life

This carcass … into the double G office

Put the fire to you

If you knew my fix

I let their heat melt you

And the longer they exist

Big flame throwers

Y’all ain’t fucking with this

Got fired yea, got fired what

Got fired yea, got fired what

Got fired man

That’s fire like a flamethrower

Every spot gets blazed over

Do you think you’re lucky to be alive today?

No, no

Cause I’m frigging smart

Freaky and ice to mold the smoke

And it was a matter of time

That that house frigging