Fire

[Verse 1 - Farma G]
I'm gonna jack your Stargate, burn the enterprise
Fuck the scenery and all of the mini-mes
MFTC black beard anarchy, planetary impulse
Speed passin' tour bus
Life's been a mad game of Pac-man (the snack hunt)
Hacksaw Hogan, you run like Logan
Search for your sanctuary, victims of vanity
Lost in a circle that changed to a hexagon
Luther Pendragon, power of the pentagon
Drowns you in fantasy then dragged through reality (screamin')
The name of the McBane family, angrily
Gripping the ledge of your sanity
Chess box moves the MP, we heavily
Hand out thе punishment all over the tеrritory
Backhand duppies we dead now the zombies (bring bring)
Keepers of keyholes, we mentally (ill!)
We wipe out a scene full of say so
Mind out roll, there'll be blood on your shell toes
Heeding the warning, a new day is dawning
Fuck with the McBane formula we startin' (wars!)
Ready or not blud it's on now
Shot down dead in the night (we're the underground)
Fights for your space on
Mic's drawn at high noon is well due
Suffered the death of Matt Edrose [?]

[Verse 2 - Chester P]
Flash by me and splashed him so
I got juice in my stroll blud fresh off the big screen
Face pale like sir reapers
To speak Franklyn the kin came and smoked your reefer
Transmit my way of life through your speaker
The steeper, speak my mind like a preacher
Rolled three sixes froze and had seizures
Only went school, to steal from the teachers
Real from the heart blud, I eat what I feed ya
Raw to the factor, caught up in spirals
When your door taps look through your spyhole
You'll get an eye full of rivalry
If you live like a outlaw you'll die over half a beat
MFTC'd out on a winters night
Thick as thieves, mind full of dynamite
And this whole scene's sodomised
You'll get crushed on the dotted line
Ain't stopping my rocket ship
Meet Dr. Apocalypse stuck from the nothingness
Keep watching this anarchist
Straight fresh from the pits