Fireball

By Rustage

On Atlantic

Released on May 6, 2017

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Intro (Don Spencer):

My heart would be a fireball

A fireball

Every time I gazed into your starry eyes

Verse 1 (RUSTAGE):

I'm a fireball

Reigning, I'm flaming hitting your vitals, fool

Undeniable, I'm making all my rivals fall

Down, anybody stepping up and rocking into town

In a minute I'll kill it and then I'm winning rounds

That's my ability, spitting lyrics so rhythmically

Mixing spirits maliciously listen to this hostility

A bit of me, is vividly open to possibilities

I'm brewing a concoction, auction off my utility

Verse 2 (FabvL):

(Yeah) Fillin your vision like bars in a prison

The FabvL fam is next up

That's an easy decision

A head on collision

If you be tryna cause a division

We aim with presicion

Still livin I'm hawk your a pigeon

Religion is vivid we're rippin

Through thе game like a ribbon

While trickеn, flippin, pickin, kickin

All the people who trippin

Abandon the ship if your

Clickin with the competition dipin

Into waters to thick

Demolition is the mission, hah

Verse 3 (GameBoyJones):

You say you needed 8 bars

Well I'm locked in

Got thin

Broke out

Now I'm threatening your top 10

Got wit?

Put your money on me like an auction

Cuz I got that flow that all these people drive they yachts in

Guess these people didn't know my name was Austin

So stone cold with the stunners that's I'm dropping

Don't make me bring out all the shooters like it's high noon

Building up a tycoon

While dropping all these fine tunes (yah)

Chorus (Don Spencer):

My heart would be a fireball

A fireball

Every time I gazed into your starry eyes

Verse 4 (Zach Boucher):

It’s Zach

I’m callin’ timber on you snakes

Nah, half of y’all are fake

When you try to spit a bar or seven

Putting on a face

Nah, not when on this plane, bitch

Just don't even say shit

Not like I can hear you

When I’m grinding in the basement

I was working when everybody was certain

That I was never determined

I'm tryna envision perfect or something along the surface

I wasn’t making an earning

Was doing it for the love

So I could take and return it

Verse 5 (Shwabadi):

Yo,(Shwabadi) I spit fire like a wizard

8d6 that I’m laying on you lizards

Punchlines, fun times, you have not considered

Mei Ling Zhou, man your bars are like a blizzard

Hold up, got friends with bars too

Great fireballs, call us Jerry Lee Lew

Flew the coop, already better than you

We’ve been good at rapping, get ready for stage two

Verse 6 (CollectivePOV):

Back on the track after a year and a half

Instead of asking and just hoping that the feeling will last

I could be leaving all the dead weight and fear in the past

Giving it my max is a believable task

Bringing meaning back to rapping instead of bragging to trap

Hyperventilating - flowing like an asthma attack

Finding value if you stretch it 'til it practically snaps

That's why my audience was happy that I'm finally back

Chorus (Don Spencer):

My heart would be a fireball

A fireball

Every time I gazed into your starry eyes

Verse 7 (Defmatch):

100 proof hadukens

Dungeon dragons are puking

The cover of duke nukem

Earth wind and boomin

How is he even human?

Look at the way he's moving

Like nothing to lose

Nothing to prove just cruising

Michael Jordan, Windy City

Flower power, golden whisky

Let's go everybody come on

Gone like Ken Griffey

Cause DEF's risky the wildcard

With iron bars

Never pry them apart

Mic's charged, you die hard

Verse 8 (Mat4yo):

Tightwads

Mattie’s back and patty whacking rappers

Like a tabby cat attached to a thermostat — that's a fireball

Style like Mario cooking with the flower

Leaving all you mushrooms grilled and devoured

I take the first shot and I’m always the finisher

Face so innocent, flow so sinister

When you see my spitting’s simply sicker than cinnamon

Better clear the perimeter and get a bigger extinguisher

Verse 9 (Aaron Fraser-Nash):

They say fireballs, are what killed all the dinosaurs

So why's everybody spitting flames on this track

Your all very irresponsible, like Khaled with cholesterol

Your bringing the extinction phase back, yo

I'll reenact that, smack whack, sky goes black

T. rex screaming what the heck, how can I attack

Its like I'm blind as a bat, and what the hell is that

A mushroom cloud, oh well that's just brilliant

Chorus (Don Spencer):

My heart would be a fireball

A fireball

Every time I gazed into your starry eyes