Heat to the Streets Lyrics

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"] I'm illa rhyme spitter I am like an arms dealer I sell heat to the streets nigga C'mon Shine til I'm blind nigga Dime getter I sell heat to the streets nigga [Royce] It's like nigga hate and we line up All of them in one place And we give them standing ovations And I don't mean like Rhianna I mean, squeezin' that llama Dumb rappin', gun clappin', knee deep in that drama Bakin' like a salon(a) I'ma Fight 'em like I'm in 'Nam(a) Night 'em like a pajama Bite him like a piranha Hok, spit on ya Honor [Kid Vishis] Kurt Cobain, suicidal You got the nerve of Nirvana Bullets touch men and women Just as quick as Madonna Little nigga I'll do to ya momma What the KKK wanna do to Obama I just need one K I'm a repeat blocka Tear up your whole block [Royce Da 5'9"] The drum hold a hundred hot ones I'ma 5 comma 9 apostrophe ass nigga Spaz happy slash colostomy bag giver [Kid Vishis] Slash the ass kicker Slash the last lyrical ass nigga Imperial swag C'mon [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"] Nigga know they don't want it with me I'm the gas mask To niggas that's runnin' on E High as a wavy neighbor I want my just due, two mules and 80 acres Lady Day to stretch her pussy out like baby labor The beefs embedded in me, I got fillet behavior I got the A.R.-itis [Kid Vishis] Pop, shady flavor I got gravy paper That means I'm on top That gun cocked is goin' down like Yung Joc I'm the 80's savior You want doe, I be the baker Cakes up, I oven haters I'm who made ya I'm Kobe Bryant Who care about the rest of you Lakers? Infiltrate the truth and expose what's left [Royce Da 5'9"] We the best haters Put you on respirators Put money on your head and up it like an escalator Page full of rhymes I'm about to lay the paper I do the labor, Keno do the day to day stuff [Chorus]Royce Da 5'9" f/ Kid Vishis - Heat to the Streets - http://motolyrics.com/royce-da-59-f-kid-vishis/heat-to-the-streets-lyrics.html