Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inferno, artist - Empire Cast. Date of issue: 16.03.2017
Song language: English
Inferno |
| Burn it, burn it up, now burn it up |
| Burn it, burn it up, yeah, burn it up |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| Blow torch, furnace, matches, lighters |
| Candles, ovens, electrical wires |
| Petroleum, lava, charcoal, stars |
| They’re all on fire, just like Remy Ma, now |
| Hip-Hop and R&B, yeah, I be blazin' that |
| Acapella, instrumental, either way I’m flamin' that |
| H.E.L.L, that’s where they made me at |
| An artist, an arsonist, I’m a pyromaniac |
| Exploded on the scene, then I heat up, I baked it |
| The chimney on the roof, I’m the boiler in the basement |
| I’m flat and still when it comes to the basics |
| My body made out the same material your safe is |
| All hail to the King, bow down, kiss the ring |
| We about to blow it up, nitroglycerine |
| Never roll, we out of here, places that you never been |
| When I say we takin' over, that means we takin' everythin' |
| We gon' make it hot like inferno |
| You gonna have to open up a window |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| Burn it, burn it up, now burn it up |
| Burn it, burn it up, yeah, burn it up |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| Picture me without fireworks for lungs |
| See forth brains, I nitroglycerine for a tongue |
| Temperature risin' as soon as I hit the road |
| It’s electrical, my biometric be long and hell’s too |
| The moment I felt gasoline in the attic |
| Remy went to the basement to get us a box of matches |
| I’m swivelin', turn the flame, no worry, we dressed to match |
| We need to bury 'em only ashes, aside the casket (ayy) |
| Smokin' ashes, no, it ain’t over |
| We still got blow torches, the flame thrower |
| The rap of the city must over fire |
| Straight lines for mines, pow, holds the front page |
| Remy true to your face, ignite your grills |
| See I’m a fire starter, you a fire a drill |
| Told ya I’m the truth and you lyin' still |
| I mean, you can’t move, you lyin' still |
| I’m sick, it’s bad and I’m a rapper |
| I’m ill, I went to the pyro-practer |
| He said ,"Rem you got a fever, you too hot ain’t no one touchin' you" |
| (she got third-degree burns) |
| And you hardly combustible (burn) |
| We gon' make it hot like inferno (burn) |
| You gonna have to open up a window (burn) |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' make it hot like inferno (burn) |
| You gonna have to open up a window (burn) |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| Burn it, burn it up, now burn it up |
| Burn it, burn it up, yeah, burn it up |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |
| We gon' bring that fire, yeah, yeah |