The Heat Is On

(prodigy and kl talking)

(p) "yo, yo dun, whattup baby?"

(kl) "whats the deal son?"

(p) "ain't ***********t man, we was just talkin' about that ***********t last night,

That ***********t is crazy right?"

(kl) "for real son, shorty was like sixteen"

(p) "police come skiddin' up on the sidewalk and ***********t, what the *********** is

Wrong with ***********s man?"

(kl) "you seen them ***********s dun? them ***********s crazy"

(p) "***********t is hot though, they need to chill the *********** out with that man"

(kl "word, it's aight though son, we survivers in this game"

Screwball with the mobb...times is hard on everybody boulevard.....

Verse 1: (poet)

Thats my word, i'm *********in' stressed

It seems like life's tryin' to put me through a test

'cause every ***********' day it's just gettin' worse

Whats worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a hearse

But no time to think about the consequences

The years in jail, *********** the death sentence

All i know is that i need mad cash in a flash

Before i gotta kill somebody ass

Might as well be in jail or dead

'cause if you ain't gettin' paid then you ain't gettin' ahead (thats

Word)

Sittin' in my room with the lights out thinkin'

I'm alive, but i ain't livin', i'm leakin'

I made my bed and i'm'a lay in it

But i ain't gonna stay in it

I might start sprayin' ***********t

I should've stayed in school, but thats a dead issue

*********** a g.e.d., thats like toilet tissue

All my friends are hoodlums and hustlers

Runnin' with a bunch of stupid crazy *********as

***********s ***********' their money up, ***********s gettin' knocked

And jealous *********as, they want the whole block

Though i could start flippin' gettin' on a mission, but i need much

More, no time for bull***********ttin'

***********s listen....

Chorus (godfather don)

The h-e-a-t makes me crazy

I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin'

The heat is on, got a ***********s blood ru***********n'

I wanna touch somethin', ***********s bust somethin'

Repeat

Verse 2: (prodigy)

Yo, all i know is guns, all i do is slug

I'd rather plug you with the heater than to have you front

My life revolves around the snub fourth

Stay gettin' those outside of newyork

Bullets from the cornerstore, i'm bringin' home a arsen

Interstate 95 north to the jackie robinson

Watch out for d's in caprices in tauruses

Security guards mistaken as cops, mad nervous

Back at home sell a few burners

Keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal

Walk with benevolence, holdin' twin fifths

380's in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chick

That *********** p is sick, i need a silencer connect, see me

***********s be lyin', tellin' stories, tell it walkin'

My ***********s is into drugs and extortion

Knotty head for them ***********s on the night***********ft pumpin'

The heat is on ***********.....

Chorus 6x