"Lighter Fluid" lyrics

[Inspectah Deck:]
I push that Off-White out of the back of the Caravan
Not your average man, I slap the world with Galactus hands
INS your highness, bow in the presence of greatness
That's most high, they can't see the goddess if they atheists
High roller, mind controller, 2029 time quota
The new Red October, rebel soldier
Talk fire, this is Breath of The Dragon
Effortless passion, featherweights never measured a fraction
Do it in my sleep, that's fully auto, bully also
Watch who you tryna bully, it could be raw, bro
I got a condo in the trenches, my bar's open for business
Cigar smokin', no brim shit
Definition of specialist, your nemesis
Flow exorcist guaranteed to get your neck to twist
Name a rapper more raw, I'm certain you're not sure
I've been checkin' boxes like SAT day, check my box score

[Eto:]
For all the rats, secure all the doors and the traps
Thought you was good on a roll 'til the foreigner cracks
When I go to funerals I watch them mourners in black
And every hustler from the spot to the corner gets whacked
Tell 'em send the tacticals in, my order's intact
They gon' spill it out for you, no pourin' you Yak
Won't know who's involved dependin' on where coroner's at
It's either dope on a spoon or a fork in your back
Butterknifed doors when I was fuckin' like whores
When your man had a plan that was nothin' like yours
We was dancin' round the fire, throw a muffin by your smores
I woke my ancestors up but my cousin likes war
It's always been dark out here, the sun never sets
Drown a pool shark, wet the crib, inspect the deck
Trust you keep your life jacket on
I put your lights out right after dawn, one blast

[Mickey Factz:]
It's Mickey!
The clouds with the styles at Mount Haleakala
They sayin' I'm fly, never playin' but I stay in the sky
Ultraviolet rays with compulsive tyrant ways
Trident stays in my right hand watchin' the tidal waves
Idle days are spent meditatin' with primal rage
Locked inside of a tiger's cage on a higher plane
Brushin' my lion's mane, watchin' the fire raise
Embers bendin' the atmospheric temperature by the flame
I'm insane, Jeffrey Dahmer with every comma (Yeah!)
Pausing between each sentence to share a mantra
I'm Betty Crocker grillin' enemies with the vodka
The fakers got me so jaded they all pen imposters
Whatever roster you put me in, I'm cookin' in
On your nearest priest, a bulletin with a crooked grin
Who the best, I'm viewin' the mirror that I'm looking in
Scared of the reflections and tensions of what I could've been

[RJ Payne:]
These niggas just really trippin', feel like they feelin' in Brooklyn
And bullets, they bend a corner, now send a coroner footage
And Mama made me a warrior, crazy more than I shoulda been Dug twenty graves, got eighty more I can put 'em in
Suck a dick if you hatin', something wicked awaken
Predator in the flesh, my mothership has been waitin'
Rubber grip, Russian stick, I cut a pig into bacon
The blood done drip on the apron like fuckin' pick a location, nigga. TEC rounds or the K buckin'
Bitch, I'm holdin' deck down like the play button
They on stage duckin', who brave? Fuck em'
Last niga paid, I gave him a fade 'til the blade stuck in
Deplorable acts, immortal with rap
Slidin' through the portal and back with this portable Mac
Warnin' you cats, if it's war I get all of you clapped
Who give a fuck abot your chain when your aura is whack?
Nigga!