Fire Blaze-Rascals/Professor Green

[Verse 1: Shizz] Kill off Off your CD case I'll bill off This time last year you was cold but now you're old and dead and fell off You know me bro White kid with a boasy flow I will tell man once I will raise hell If it's hell man want And my name rings bells When I'm here my don My don you can't pull em off Can't run with the style, you ain't cool enough Loud ras they think that I talk a lot Underground scene I'll leave it cornered off I'm totally hot hot, you're not not E3 LON we bop bop Eyes locked when I bop to the shop Cause I'm a real don ain't costing a lot [Hook: Kay Willz] We are gon' burn the place down down Rude boy fire up Fire up flame on Turn it up loud loud Rude girl light 'em up We running London town Ooowwwwww We'll raise the underground Oooowwwww Nah fool you ain't f*cking with a Rascal [Verse 2: Tempz] Hell living And nah it won't change and no you cannot relate Cah my world's different, a new day a new wave And these fakes wanna hop on my page cah it's well written. Yeah basic no help given. Yeah that ape sh*t but it smells different You know what it is, me and Scribz up in hell's kitchen. And we're cooking up, with food for thought and plates to serve Stir it up, mixing flames with words And you fools best duck, when it sprays it burns. Cause when I take a track it's a wrap like a parcel You might get lapped on a track in going past all Can't be touched, can't f*ck with a rascal [Hook: Kay Willz] We are gon' burn the place down down Rude boy fire up Fire up flame on Turn it up loud loud Rude girl light 'em up We running London town Ooowwwwww We'll raise the underground Oooowwwww Nah fool you ain't f*cking with a Rascal Nah fool you ain't f*cking with a Rascal [Verse 3: Merkz] Living that real life Real guy with a ill mind My cup fill mine Asap, trill life Drinking up whatever's in my cup And we live it up cause it feels right Rip him up if he's spitting tough And we'll hit him up cause we kill guys Physically or mentally We run the game, f*ck a referee Class 90 till the death of me And I ain't got the energy To think about my enemies Especially when all they have for me is jealousy But you can hate while I'm raising that temperature We be putting in work while you're resting up [Hook: Kay Willz] We are gon' burn the place down down Rude boy fire up Fire up flame on Turn it up loud loud Rude girl light 'em up We running London town Ooowwwwww We'll raise the underground Oooowwwww Nah fool you ain't f*cking with a Rascal