Fire ft. David Israel

can’t stop,this feeling like we on top,n not goin’ down,gunna make ya feel tha drop; no matta what,we runnin’ up,beats fast enough,so listen bruv,an’ be glad that ya feel tha love. yo,heads noddin',the beat's poppin’,bodies movin',ya mind throbbin’ ain't no stoppin this,energy we unlockin',ya know tha whole crowd jumpin' like karate choppin’, wordplay is slick tha flow acrobatic,we ain't driving stick,these bars on automatic,yah cut the static,we came to bring it like we straight out the '80s,fanatics. bass droppin' like its hot potay-to sweatin' hands up,like we the FBI,you way-co, fam we on this aural mission,sonic ignition in ya brainstem listen,we risin',ain't no time ta be trippin’,seein light like the music chromatic subsistin', crowd surgin',words emergin',like a beacon,they convergin’,on this frequency,you feelin' me? no missin. no cap no pretendin',this is history ya witnessin'. elevatin',anticipatin',the beat drop,no hesitatin’,so dontchya miss it,rhymes penetratin',your soul awakenin',to this soundtrack,we celebratin’,got the crowd roarin',encore they be implorin',can't ignore it,this is what they came for n,words cuttin' like a rayz-or,lyrical flay-vor,this moment ya'll say-vor,this beat that got ya w-w-wantin’ more. can ya feel it? can ya feel it? that fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya!. are ya listenin’? are ya missin’ it? that fy-ya fy-ya f-f-f-f-fy-ya!. its in our bones you can’t rectify, what you gonna feel tonight, that fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya!. fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya (wooooooh!) ey man,we ain't finished fiesta ain't missin' no gimmicks,spittin' n hittin' rith'mik n' relentless this flow effervescent,got you jumpin' and bendin' like Beckham,no pretendin' this risin' on the beat we transcendin' dimensions endin' like time is irrelevant,we inventin' a new movement flow with heaven-sent n syllables dipped in cement its permanent n we meant it,no accident,we climbin' tha summit,this ain't no tenement. mic in my hand, more than you can stand,it's a command,understand,makin' the whole crowd disband. their preconceived notions of what hip-hop is, witness this per-fect-ly timed syl-ahblick-uhl bliss,can't dismiss this rhyme abyss got you hooked like a fly fish,erman castin' his line rhyme after rhyme design,intertwined with beats so divine we makin' you shine steppin' out of line,but still on t-t-t-time. can ya feel it? can ya feel it? that fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya!. are ya listenin’? are ya missin’ it? that fy-ya fy-ya f-f-f-f-fy-ya!. its in our bones you can’t rectify, what you gonna feel tonight, that fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya!. fy-ya fy-ya fy-ya (wooooooh!) can’t stop,this feeling like we on top,n not goin’ down,gunna make ya feel tha drop; no matta what,we runnin’ up,beats fast enough,so listen bruv,an’ be glad that ya feel tha love.