Light It Up - Psychon, Crypt

There ain’t nothin' you can do

When you see us comin' through

Burnin' up the room

Got the fire in the booth (Okay!)

Light 'em up, light 'em up (Up) light 'em up

Someone call the firetruck, yeah fire it up

Way too hot, finna burn it up

Lookin' at the future and it’s bright as fuck

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

That’s enough (Tha-tha-tha) light it up

You know I’m ballin' and I got it like a quarterback

Stayin' lit while 'em suckas tryna find a match

Man, rollin' motherfuckers like they sticky wax

I don’t need your two cents, I’m a piggybank

All I see is dollars and commas in city bank

Lotta' guap lotta' guala, you gimme all of that

You’s another one to holler?- No I don’t call 'em back

And I don’t follow nothin, I be leadin' wolf packs (Ruff!)

We’ll kick shit, well I’m throwin' that

Get wiggidy-wiggidy-wiggidy wack

Go back in your dad’s ballsack

Takin' your ass to one on one class

Murder the people that’s feelin' the rap

Murderin' tracks, I’m burnin' their fans

I’m ready to the map

I keep it 100, I give it a stack

Show me the money and give me a bag

Spendin' the money to get it right back

Back, like a boomerang, b-b-b-boomerang

Watch me do my thing, NYC to LAX

Independent legend mane, and we spit the blue flame

There ain’t nothin' you can do

When you see us comin' through

Burnin' up the room

Got the fire in the booth (Okay!)

Light 'em up, light 'em up (Up) light 'em up

Someone call the firetruck, yeah fire it up

Way too hot, finna burn it up

Lookin' at the future and it’s bright as fuck

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

That’s enough (Tha-tha-tha) light it up

There ain’t nothin' you can do when I step up into this booth

I got a list of names to kill, and bitch I pick who I choose

You better hope you never land on it

I don’t let people camp on it

I’ll eat up any rapper tryna' stop me, I’m a Hannibal

collection' souls, you suck like nectar

Bitch, who’s next?

I’m a ghost, unlike spectre

I’m like Inspecter Gadget though

Go-go gadget rapid flow

Haters hoppin' on my dick like it’s a fucking pogo, these hoes know

That I’ma kill they man and make 'em solo

I’m no go

I’m spittin' it quicker then you can configure, I’m so dope

But oh no

I’m rippin' they listen, dismemberin' bitches that thinkin' they better

Then what I can spit, I’m disfigurin' enemies little by little

And takin' they photos

I’m DOLO, Marco Polo

Come find these bitches

I done drown 'em with my flows

And now they swimmin' with the fishes, so

Next time, you wanna try to step up to me

I’m not afraid to let this list long enough to kill off some trees!

There ain’t nothin' you can do

When you see us comin' through

Burnin' up the room

Got the fire in the booth (Okay!)

Light 'em up, light 'em up (Up) light 'em up

Someone call the firetruck, yeah fire it up

Way too hot, finna burn it up

Lookin' at the future and it’s bright as fuck

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

Line 'em up, light it up, fire it up, that’s enough

That’s enough (Tha-tha-tha) light it up