Fire

Verse 1 (Cas Metah):
On the snare like a predator, Metah come medical
Don’t be jealous that I’m on a pedestal I’m registered a veteran
Reping Midwest like I’m selling it
Elegant etiquette and you can bet it never quit
Check the net, I’m a virus going viral
Kids in Cairo tag S.I. in Hiero
Some of y’all high though, I see your eyes closed
You sleeping on Ohio hydro rhyme flow
I’m fire, type to climb inside your mind and remind you
Of a time when hip hop was liver
The type of rhymer you like to rewind
‘Cause Killa got lines like killers got knives
Nicer than Dexter but swear if you test me
I’ll check your left cheek, send you headed into next week
Not a threat, sincere promise
This here’s my belt, I been here longest

Hook (Cas Metah):
Oh you want to be a fighter?
Well come on in homie run into this fire
Put your suit on and run into the fire
I’m gon’ school you in the cypher like it’s Fight Club, yeah
So you want to be a fighter?
Well come on in homie run into this fire
Put your suit on and run into the fire
Ugh, I’m a lighter ignited and I’m never going to expire

Verse 2 (Cas Metah):
Some of y’all debt free, some of y’all owe me
Some of y’all repin’, most of y’all phony
Ego driven emcees keep your writtens
You don’t want to build? Fine, we gon’ split ya
Militantly trained to aim to miss civilians
So if I’m dissing you gon’ know it mister
This just a demo to the demolition
When it blow you gon’ fold like if Kimbo hit ya
First round, first minute, Ali against Liston
Mike Tyson mixed with a little Griffin and Silva
No retreat, no surrender, no submission
Put me position with todays top contenders
Watch me level them, they’re not clever son
I’m on a jet or something, they’re still peddling
Case you missed it the name is Cas Metah
But you can call me raps blessing, now praise God

Hook (Cas Metah):
Oh you want to be a fighter?
Well come on in homie run into this fire
Put your suit on and run into the fire
I’m gon’ school you in the cypher like it’s Fight Club, yeah
So you want to be a fighter?
Well come on in homie run into this fire
Put your suit on and run into the fire
Ugh, I’m a lighter ignited and I’m never going to expire

Verse 3 (JustMe):
Take cover when my fighter takes form
Hotter than Jonathan Storm
Caught up in following swarms
Of villains doing killings with feelings of scorn
Fire, like I had my hand on a deuce deuce
J.J. Redick Duke shoot out the duke shoot
When J set it give credit to Jesus
But when J said it he meant it so make moves
Tribe never ever fake moves
We go on excursions and break rules
Instrumental versions are great tools
‘Cause when the beats hot S.I. will break fooling
Add fuel to the flame
Watch a face melt when a jewel hit the brain
While the fake swelter and drool from the pain
We bring light of the worlds to the cool and the gang

Hook (Cas Metah):
Oh you want to be a fighter?
Well come on in homie run into this fire
Put your suit on and run into the fire
I’m gon’ school you in the cypher like it’s Fight Club, yeah
So you want to be a fighter?
Well come on in homie run into this fire
Put your suit on and run into the fire
Ugh, I’m a lighter ignited and I’m never going to expire