Heat
    (专辑: Like Water For Chocolate - 2000)
    
    [Common]  Yeah, one two..  Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee?  Where ya at? (Yeah!)  (Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that shit) what?  (You say you got ones, then bring that shit  cause you need a 
lot more ones and guns for this) what?  (to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT  Yeah, one two..  Bout to spit that, HOT SHIT  Huh.. whoo! Yeah..  Turn it down nigga, HOT SHIT  Yeah.. (oooh)   Messenger in the 
Metropolis; +Apocalypse+ here and +Now+  Niggaz know the 
ledge, so they don't come near the 
style  I 
appear in clouds on some heaven to earth shit  Fake niggaz drown the 
deeper the 
verse gets  Deep as a 
skinny girl's cunt I 
surface with the 
purpose  to let y'all niggaz know the 
demo  Voice is a 
instrument that's monumental  You couldn't fuck with the 
style if you was a 
nympho  Raised in the 
temple of Chi, taught to look into the 
eye  I 
identify with dobbs and weaves, and niggaz makin moves  that bob and weave, and niggaz with jobs on the 
side sell weed  I 
feed off the 
hunger that a 
bum or abandoned child gets  freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens  I 
lecture how I 
got God but don't got religion  Got a 
clip for these niggaz on the 
net, sellin my shit  Let's just say you Ramone and I'm Spit  In a 
habitat of Cadillacs and battle raps  and people that travel at the 
speed of need  Never agree with the 
ways of the 
world  Cats say anything like they say to they girl  How you bringin it when you sit indian style?  Niggaz know me as Com it's time hear me go wild  with HOT SHIT, yeah..  HOT SHIT, yeah, one two..  Came to bring it boy   (You say you got guns, then bring that shit  You say you got ones, then bring that shit  cause you need a 
lot more ones and guns for this) what?  (to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT  What? No doubt.. HOT SHIT!   [Common]  Old men see visions young men dream dreams  I 
rock the 
planet recognize I'm the 
C.R.E.A.M.  Com Rules Everything and everything is  How yo' man pullin yo' weight he ain't carryin his  Scary the 
biz is like "The Blair Witch Project"  Experiment in rooms on some bare bitch project  State senators, life twirls, most sell out  like a 
dread with a 
white girl  You want me to cypher with you and the 
Gods?  I 
just did a 
show I'm pursuin these broads  Everyone I 
ain't tryin to fuck  Wanna feel female presence and conversation a 
touch  You'll get split like a 
date that's dutch scuffed and scraped up  Taped up for tryin to say what ever you was about to say  You rap like a 
nigga that's about to spray  Get a 
mouth shot, for openin your mouth to say  feel my heat in the 
night it leaves you without the 
day  What I 
write is a 
passage for niggaz to travel through  Before defeatin me Joe, you better battle you  I 
tap into my own zone like it's my home phone  Turn the 
cell off and let my dome roam  Shame I 
gotta do white labels to keep my life stable  I 
write fatal bringin niggaz to life  A 
wise man came in the 
thick of the 
night  He said BRING THAT SHIT when you pick up the 
mic  I 
said, "What shit?"  He said HOT SHIT, hot shit, hot shit   (You say you got guns, then bring that shit) uhhh  (You say you got ones, then bring that shit  cause you need a 
lot more ones and guns for this) uhh  (me and my man, see we known to spit this) HOT SHIT  Hot shit, yeah, yeah, uhh  What we spit Jay? (Throw it down nigga)  HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (keep it goin)  HOT SHIT..  HOT SHIT..  HOT SHIT.. yeah, boy (keep it goin)  HOT SHIT.. out  HOT..