Strike a Match - Intellectual

[Intro {whispered}]

Strike a match, strike a match

Strike a match

I gotta tell you how I'm dreamin' - turn niggas to ashes

You should be lovin' the [?] 'cause I save y'all money for caskets

And don't take a clasp for this to know I burn your ass

'Cause nobody pass, they all got a 'F' for fire on their chest

Got people down on streets sayin' 'Look at the heat!'

Yeah, that's me, it ain't my beef, it'll be your grief

Oo, there coming cats with the hot heads

Always worrying about 'Who struck the match?'

Fuck that, I'm the arsonist, what you tellin' me

I take the felony, all hell 'B

Anything got to do with fire? Blame me

'Cause I'm thе flame on

{Track fades out}