Bonfire

[Produced by Khrysis] [Hook: HaLo] Bodybag and bonfire, pour gasoline pon the liar Watch the flame grow higher Flame grow higher, flame grow higher Remove ya from ay and ay, yes, aya [Verse 1: HaLo] Back with the boulevard bullies, we keep it bumpin’ Barbarian bone crushin’ and body dumpin’ Bodybags and bonfire, pour gasoline pon the liar Watch the flame grow higha Smell of burnt tire, 87 dope boy attire Rooftop Bruce-E-Bee on the flier, word to Macaya This maniac Machiaveli mastermind messiah never retire Tighten your lace, gravitate and grab a taste No matter the pace, marathon we on the race Cross the finish line with grace, gargantuan greats That gather in goodness but they gruesomely tame It’s to our mothers then brothers, fathers, sisters and mothers That found a groove in the gutter, our flows are newly discovered Just throwin’ food in the cupboard, ninjas on the run eatin’ like What, what, wha-wha-what, we all screamin’ [Hook] [Verse 2: HaLo] Get the papers, get the papers, Goodfella Gravitational pull to a caper, manana, I see you later Lollapalooza loungin’ lyrical laser laceration Of rappers I used to have admiration but now we chasin’ the same goal Sayin’ my name slow, H to the A-Lo HaLo spell hey low Really dark place where the game go, stay in your lane bro Beeps bang my bank rolls with flame throws Float with the bank teller, hey sunshine Predictable everyday I’m online When money’s on my mind, coordinate a time The people watch from the balcony or hire twisted limes Nutrition food for thought missin’ They say flipped birds’ll feed a pigeon I drift corners, hoop-d transmission In this game I receive what I’ve given Collide and collision, kaleidoscope the vision Word to my uncles in prison I’m bout to get ‘em Goblin green, black leather with the lean Monster scream when I saber with the beam What’s poppin’ yahmean? We so bout it The architect path, I reroute it So ease out it before they read about it Clear skies’ll quickly turn cloudy Everywhere in the hemisphere you never there They sip Everclear tint in my eyes [?] Yea, I dance on ‘em like Fred Estere She wanna ball in the mall so I left her there Dashin’ and devonair Couldn’t think of a better pair to scramble the letters yea The low tide tied with the moon Wave water you assume, keep your ears on the boom, nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: Sundown] The Voltron skull and the ship’s hull I’m burnin’ shit Call me the captain I’m rappin’ and navigatin’ Through the underworld metropolis droppin’ a couple gems off It’s O2 inside the gills let the beat breathe Abstract like a Shaq free throw with the Magic Off centre but I’m young in my career, still It’s no Kobe appropriately a penny stock And no free stocks I came up in the 90’s son The abstract backpacker Dillaton I’m a Nike check expert Nextel chirpin’ and the next clientele go and get it Supreme well-wishin’ back into the pennies that I rock for junior varsity It’s young Hardaway proudly in the verse And politikin’ respect for crossover appeal Yo, I’m UTEP two-steppin’ and I peel back ya thinkin’ caps It’s grey matter brain fragments Splatter your thoughts on a wall so what’s happenin’ [Hook]