Tekst:
Ignite Call On My Brothers

to me patience, kindness, intensity, all abound never turn your back on your friends or family! call on my brothers i love you man call on my brothers (deep down inside we're all brothers

to me patience, kindness, intensity, all abound never turn your back on your friends or family! call on my brothers i love you man call on my brothers (deep down inside we're all brothers

happenin what? The beat become my soul, I'm goin out of control Look in my face as my eyeballs roll Back in my head and the mic glows red Step in my face

't [Incomprehensible] with no needle Music revolution like underground beetles Yeah, you can't rock it like us, bitch You need to shut the [Incomprehensible] up I'm on a mission, I'm on a mission Start the ignition

at gun point I'm, the High Times, you get through my rhymes Suck on the pipeline, sit back and recline You gotta suck on, the fattie so come on and

the dark Co-co-corner, black as a goner Didn't really wanna call my momma in Savannah I spit dynamite ignite, turn off lights Recite spit poetry type, get my

) Uh-ah-oh-oh (See 'em live) [Tech N9ne] Mmm Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue But for the right one, I'll spit it out and place her right on

dat?) Besides my motherfucking doggs I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Daz) When there's trouble who the fuck can you rely on to die on On sight, me

it's already on the block And them girls, already on the jock And them rims trilling on them shocks, niggas mouths drop Looking shocked, my raps thoed my