Inferno - Empire Cast/Remy Ma/Sticky Fingaz

Written by：Rodney Jerkins/Justin Lay/Brandon Hicks/Remy Ma Mackie/Desmond Barnes

Burn it burn it up

Now burn it up

Burn it burn it up

Yeah burn it up

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

Blow Torch furnace

Matches lighters

Candles ovens

Electrical wires

Petroleum lava

Charcoal stars

They're all on fire

Just like Remy Ma now

HipHop and RnB yeah I be blazing that

Acapella instrumental either way I'm flaming that

HGLL that's where they made me at

And all this awesomeness I'm a pyromaniac

Exploded on the scene

Then I eat up I baked it

The chimney on the roof I'm the boiler in the basement

I'm flat and still when it comes to the basics

My body made out the same material your safe is

All hail to the king

Bow down kiss the ring

We about to blow it up

Nitroglycerine

Never roll we out of here

Places that you never been

When I say we taking over that means we're taking everything

We gon' make it hot like Inferno

You gonna have to open up a window

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

Burn it burn it up

Now burn it up

Burn it burn it up

Yeah burn it up

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah no

Picture me without fireworks for lungs

See forth brains

I took glycerine for a tongue

Temperature rising as soon as I hit the road

Its electrical my biometric be long and hells too

The moment I felt gasoline in the attic

Remy went to the basement to get us a box of matches

I'm swiveling turn the flame

No worry we dressed to match

We need to burry 'em only ashes aside the casket aye

Smoking ashes

No it ain't over

We still got blow torches the flame thrower

The rap of the city must over fire

Straight lines for mines

Pow holds the front page

Remy true to your face

Ignite your grills

See I'm a fire starter you a fire a drill

Told ya I'm the truth and you lying still

I mean you can't move you lying still

I'm sick it's bad and I'm a rapper

I'm ill I went to the pyro-practer

He said Rem you got a fever you too hot ain't no one touching you

Third-degree burn

And you hardly combustible boom

We gon' burn it up like Inferno boom

We gon' make it hot like Inferno burn

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' make it hot like Inferno

You gonna have to open up a window

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

Burn it burn it up

Now burn it up

Burn it burn it up

Yeah burn it up

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah

We gon' bring the fire yeah yeah