The Rapper H - Hot Flashes lyrics

[Verse 1: The Rapper: H] Hot flashes, examine H's tactics Success is like a burning flame, it's out if you're whack sh** I run this track sh**, a** on the mattress Malice, chalice, an element called magic Imagination breeds creation for the music that I'm making Accolades that-- I'm chasing, bumping bodies keep on shaking Morning time and I am waking, roll, go keep it baking Kinda follow what I'm sayin? Etcetera Optical illusion, I can see through the confusion Inertia if it hurts ya, but I always keep on moving so Rolling past the middle cla**, a joint in time for cla** to pa** Gra** is like an alias; I hide behind it like a mask I flipped my college lid, Playing with the averages Beast on the boom bap, running with some savage kids I make the merry go round, burning cabbage kid H is heat right in your veins, attractive like a magnet is f** a house of cards, my fortress is a ma** of bricks Air force, concrete, sink you with the newest kicks Do-it-for-laughs, You-Do-it-for-kicks, kids are eating all the trixs No you silly rabbit, it's my turn to rip the spliff Repetition in this game is given If you do it for the fame well then you really aren't living I'm-in-the k-k-kitchen mixing latkes with my applesauce Bobby Cox I throw that base and now the majors popping off Sophisticated wordplay, b**h, add a h*mophone I got a bit too plastered so ET had to phone me home Triceratop-in this, the haters won't respond to it Incorrectly spitting sh**, questions you should just omit Pulling on the potent piff, this bag of gra** you gotta sniff Licecum I'm throwing strikes, swinging while you take whiff Another thing I must confess, I burn it all to burn the stress My mind is f**ed; my heads a mess, but you know I'm still the best [Bridge] Damn it feels good to be a Lannister Take tree, grind it for my canister Smile real PR for the cameras I'm hot man, hot damn man, I'll damage ya Wha wha whaa, WHAT?--as you're stammering The look in your eyes just imagining Sad state of affairs that we find you in But the Prodigy wouldn't even play your a** the violin [Verse 2] Cool Luke dude, this Luke dude so cool Producing perfect sound, toss your a** back into school EQ soaking wet, like he threw it in the pool And the ba** bumps, the place jumps, a never ending rule Veloca-rapstar, my spitting is so visceral H is finally feeling tall, you just looking minuscule I'm the main course, you're just there to appetize See sunrise, blood shot eyes, back and forth between her thighs Styles of the ark, and I just need to stand apart Dragon, Crain, and Tiger stance consider this my martial art Hi yaaaa, I'm on fi-yaaaa Kick the track back like we playing FIFA Don't cut the beat off, it's a little bit too soon My swag is rare, you've encountered the blue moon Want me to fall, they want me stop How bout you wait until my motherf**ing tape drops Beantown hero, defender of the green way Tree J, replay, Como se dice? Got a heap of heady haze, the kind that you can blaze for days Chillen in the summer shade, grilling, sipping tanqueray Probably the most important, of the sentences recorded Maybe even more important than the sound we have imported Ignore those who adore us, adore those who ignore us Drop the beat, forget the f**ing chorus Rap attack the monster, the kingdoms I will conquer Oreo, oh there he go, I think he need sponsor Running-the-game, f**-am-I-saying, Recording-a-tape, give-it-a-month Once it drops like gravity, you tell me who's the realest one k**ing beats for fun, lyrics like a loaded gun I think I...fu*k--need a shrink, I'm short--do you even get the pun? I'm always on the run, H is ghost around the globe Cut the wire on this track, I made this b**h explode Touching her tippy toes, so many lines I overdose Put it up, side by side, you could say I play it close You could say I play it slow, You start in first and end in last Everything is gone now…HOT FLASH