Bonus Track- Heatwave FT. KO-Doo...
• Written by HarryTrevPev • Featuring KO-Doomzday
//KO's Verse//
I'm way too high to be sittin' way below, as the cave bellows
Like a train to load, I take my chain to go, this is the glory
And while I wait to sew, I reap what I sow, came with a glow
Since I was famous or no, man since I was a shorty, this was a story
Now I'm restoring people who's minds was messed up
Tryna make excuses, like go get some rest up'
Or might be in a vault like your raps
And you might need to rob vaults to make it past
But I'm way too up for this, to be down with you
I ain't enough for this, expect how are you?
You expect me to chill when y'all expect me to kill?
I guess every rapper needs to be breaking windowsills
I know I depleted in popularity, apparently, tread carefully
And you might take a step too far, and have a dead family
But I'm way too up for this, I'm on fire, I'm a heatwave
They kept telling me stop being a punk and behave
Sorry, that's impossible
//Chorus//
The heat waves, the hate-slaves, the heat waves
The beat-greats, the heat waves, the hate-slaves
The heat waves, the heat waves, the beats great
The streets praise, the heat waves, //yeah//, the heat waves
//Harry's Verse//
We above everything most people spit, the love most people hit
Feeble shit, carrying post lyric wit, should've started a gimmick with it
Full-heartedly wanted to needle a rhythmic, hypnic, sadistic yet artistic image
Peaceful, privilege, cop a pet, pop a threat, mimic the gifted pull plotted much
Such cerebral lethal smudge, touch, comprehensibly incredible, impeccable
Looking through the delectable, album sensible, childhood regrettable
Anthem to fathom the good, view the bad, cooking pushing past that
Sad, mad, attached, an outcasts magnum masking, imagine packing
Such a punch, the judge plunge, random contrasts a bunch, facts crunch
Thanks to opposite touch, I opt to hold a grudge, adopt hypocrite manners
Concoct intricate intimate answers, batters, sabotaged matters, legitimate factors
Camouflaged to commit, splatters as I stagger to admit, rappers submit
//Chorus//
The heat waves, the hate-slaves, the heat waves
The beat-greats, the heat waves, the hate-slaves
The heat waves, the heat waves, the beats great
The streets praise, the heat waves, //yeah//, the heat waves
//Outro//
I get it now, I let it out, wonder how, numbers doubt, hunger spout
I get it now, I let it out