Night Owl - Heat Rock

It’s getting hot
It’s getting hot in here
They try to pull the wool over my eyes
A wolf in sheeps clothing man they stay in disguise (whoa)
I’m on the rise for the riches and the fame
Not the fakes and the phonies, not the bitches in the game
My aim is long range, big picture you can see it
Put it on a silver screen, every actor wanna be it
My vision is stay tunneled, attitude is disgruntled
I been discontent, now it’s time to start runnin
I been hot for years even if you didn’t know it
Dropped the hottest album of the year and they aint even show it
I don’t need no validation or my classification
I’m just trying to move up and better my situation
Music is the star that’s why I stay in rotation
Craig told me that when I was at the radio station
If you need some heat, well, you can get it from me
But if you need a 8th shit it’ll cost you a fee

This the heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
This the heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
Yep, Yep all the time man
Heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
All the all the all the time man
Heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
All the all the all the time man

I use the block at the stepping stone
Need it as a reference
That chronic and that heat is a n*ggas only preference
You know my style is cut throat goin for the jugular
Move that shit mu’fucka I’m a smuggler
I started with a naw I aint gotta go in detail
I’m just making sure that I never have to work in retail
Had my whole life derailed over a female
It left me hollow inside and empty like a seashell
Got a new path 360 full circle
Same thing that make you smile always come back and hurt you
I’m the curse of the century, you don’t want no part of me
Aint no love shootin arrows where you’re heart’ll be
I’m a arrowhead big chief callin shots
Even the Redskins be called in a n*gga hot
Destroying every division with accurate type precision
I got the game on lock my bars is in prison

This the heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
This the heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
Yep, Yep all the time man
Heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
All the all the all the time man
Heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
All the all the all the time man

If you can’t take the heat let me show you where to exit (right thurr)
If you want some game let me show you where the nest at
I don’t do nothing but hang around where the best at
And I got a reputation for leaving you where you rest at
We can go to war name the time and the place
This the turtle and the hare you know who winnin this race
Fast nickle will be the slow down, Ima tell you this shit every time
Since I’m the owl I’m spittin wisdom in every rhyme (whoa)
I’m so wicked that I can kick it over any instrumental making yo shit sounding splendid
And I aint even winded and I don’t smoke squares
But I got a philly sweet rolled behind my left ear
It’s clear that I don’t care middle finger in the air
Where there’s smoke there’s fire this the heat no fair
Two more bars to go I’m no joke goodnight kiss the ring it’s time to blow smoke

This the heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
Yeah, This the heat rock, heat rock, heat rock
Yeah this the heat rock
Yep Yep all the time man, Yep all the time man
All the all the time man
All the time man
This the heat rock, this the heat rock
All the time man
All the time man
All the all the time man
It’s getting late
It’s getting late
That didn’t take that long

Written by:
LARMORE KENTON MACLIN

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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