[Chorus]

I was born spitting fire in these streets

I'm like a Charmander

You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander

Walking on this wire

Admired, and like a balanced dancer

Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

I was born spitting fire in these streets

I'm like a Charmander

You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander

Walking on this wire

Admired, and like a balanced dancer

Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

[Verse 1]

To this day, spitting fire

Thick flames are raising higher

Big bass is banging brighter

Even non-gay guys gaze

Stare as they desire this dangerous blaze

That's gon' pave entire lanes in rap games

Till someday the mate retires

Boxing Rocky Balboa and Cliff inside the gym

At the Colorado Rocky Mountains

God invites us in

Testing my limits

Guessing but winning

Got lots on my mind again

Full of cars: honking, beeping, swerving

No place that can fit 'em in (Ca-Can't)

Can't see through the bushes

But I'm pushin' through the thick of it (Adr—Dren)

Adrenaline is gushing through my veins

Like it's some Ritalin (It's some Ritalin)

The Riddler riddlin' me with riddles

"How's a guy get rid of him?" (Guy get rid of him)

My mind unwind

By scribbling, a glass of wine, plus weed and paper

Stress be gone

I'll see you later

When these songs complete, we major

Death ain't long away: Speed Racer

Bets be on

Best on on your best behavior

Call your mom fore she meet the Maker

Ain't too much time that's sweet to savor

Call your mom fore she meet the Maker (Hey)

[Chorus]

I was born spitting fire in these streets

I'm like a Charmander

You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander

Walking on this wire

Admired, and like a balanced dancer

Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

I was born spitting fire in these streets

I'm like a Charmander

You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander

Walking on this wire

Admired, and like a balanced dancer

Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

[Verse 2]

Younger days, was flustered greatly

But now I'm buff

Puffed up by confidence

Tough, but success doesn't come from luck

Comes from hard work, got lots of it

Midwest flow, stem from Wisconsin

Temps drop below zero, prompt skin on skin

Trip to Rome, I met Symmachus

Told of no hero, the synopsis

Rap Michael Phelps

My pool of words I swim in's bottomless

The deeper down I go

The rule of thirds gets much more ominous

In fact, assume I fly

I clap two times, my rap's autonomous

The pen gon' scratch the pad

A flash, and bam: a stack of documents

My hand go ham, you ask for man

And you can have the consequence

My passion landed in my lap

God gifted lack of oculus

My retina, and macula

Both half-made products, have incompetence

Plethora is Dracula

Checking on whom his next option is

No tolerance

Y'all Remus, and I'm Romulus

It's not common

Why they call it common sense?

Y'all say I'm down, but I'm on to this

I'm gon' be round, not rhom-i-bus

I hear yo' sound, anesthesiologist

Got me drowsy, somnolent

Lost and found: how me and you the opposite

[Chorus]

I was born spitting fire in these streets

I'm like a Charmander

You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander

Walking on this wire

Admired, and like a balanced dancer

Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner

I was born spitting fire in these streets

I'm like a Charmander

You gon' wish you hired a fireman and a salamander

Walking on this wire

Admired, and like a balanced dancer

Breathing beneath the barbed wires in a gallant manner