Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fire in AC, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Boiling Point, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.10.2012
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Fire in AC |
| Shh psycho over there |
| Here he comes, here he comes |
| Hey James |
| (Yeah) |
| You’re killin' us with that wild red hair, bro |
| (I like to kill people, people like you) |
| I’m a college student sitting next to James Holmes |
| His mental light ain’t on n the love him like ain’t showin' |
| So I gotta invite him to study at my strange home |
| Cause he needs to be flame thrown and repeatedly banged on |
| 'Till his brain gone, you think you Bane? |
| I put my fangs on |
| Then it’s game’s on, for the pain, gonna break his dang bones |
| Cause James wrong; |
| get him a hook, to hang on |
| And drain Holmes veins; |
| get em to switch his insane tone |
| You have entered the dungeon of real killas |
| Demons that will fill us with drillas and steel millas |
| He’ll pay me with his life, cause this animal’s real crazy |
| Cause this motherfucker don’t even care if he kill babies |
| I wish this would’ve happen like it happened in my mind |
| Instead of what occurred in theater number nine |
| My condolences the families that mourn |
| All humanity was torn for what he damaged see some horns muthafucker |
| Burn in hell for eternity for what you did |
| The depths of hell gonna swallow your ass |
| Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn |
| Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on |
| My fire in AC is he stopped ya, shock ta |
| Aurora Colorado, I got ya |
| Raa! |
| Dirty Wormz |
| This is Amityville horror Aurora |
| I make him feel the flame |
| For the respect of the families I mention no names |
| And I can feel your pain; |
| you see the devil’s face? |
| Look at him smiling on trial, this is a closed case |
| Mister Yates, let him in, close the gate |
| This is the date for his fate, there will be no escape |
| Duct tape, zip 'em up, strap 'em down |
| He’s graduatin' here give 'em his cap 'n gown |
| Turn off your cell phones, no talking in the preview |
| It’s the last midnight show and you know just how it end, too |
| It ain’t no part two, this ain’t no cartoon |
| Watch 'em start screamin' for god when I put this fire to 'em |
| This is the murder show, order the blood bath |
| A psychopath that murders psychopaths' actin bad |
| And walk away like I’m Dexter man with my bandana to the back |
| In all black like I’m Batman |
| Dirty Worm |
| Hahahaha, here’s Kali |
| What you want me to be a killa? |
| Wish I can fill him with some incredible heat |
| And no catchin' me slip, I stay on my feet |
| Call up Brotha Lynch and tell him go eat |
| James, your brain will be dangling from strings if the |
| Strangers could change it at yourself you would aim |
| I wish a nigga would, run up the movies while I’m in there with my kids and my |
| boo |
| I would be popping them back at you, ‘cause oddly they life is through |
| And I’m godly but might get stupid |
| Psychotic ain’t no excuse, ‘cause I’m there too and I can prove It (okay) |
| We hold him for pressures and it ain’t effortless |
| For Holmes to count his blessings |
| ‘cause he got it in with the rest of us |
| And I’d love to take his chest off the rest of ‘em |
| Arrestin ‘em, ain’t good enough, let’s make him a vegetable |
| On second thought, I’mma pray for him (Nah) |
| Hope the angel of death opens the gate for him (yeah) |
| Better tell ‘em if ya bust in Aurora |
| All the nation’s reppin' snake and the bat will be aiming or ya. |
| (Kali) |
| In the immortal words of Tech N9ne baby |
| The sands of time have already begun to pour against you |
| Krizz Kaliko] |
| I got ya |
| Colorado I got you |
| Tech N9ne got you |
| Smackola got you |
| Strange Music that’s our biggest market |
| We love you our condolences to the families that lost their loved ones to this |
| punk |