1999 Wildfire

LETRA

1999 Wildfire

[Intro: Jazze Pha]
Ladies and gentlemen
Lions, tigers and bears, giraffes, sea urchins, alligators and all that shit
I am Jazze Phenzel Burgandy Obama Luther King Jr. Jackson Five the First
And I’d like to introduce to you Brock Denzel AKA Blockhampton
Oh boy, ladies and gentlemen

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can’t go
Niggas that I don’t know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can’t go
Niggas that I don’t know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
32 hundred on the jacket like Magic Johnson
Got a couple chains off Slauson
Silhouette lookin’ like Charlie’s Angels
I loose up with a drip of sangria

Wipe that smirk life ain’t that serious
Love when you’re double bunned up, like Leia
Make me wanna check my blood pressure
Am I being too obvious? I got a crush, it’s nothing else

I swear, it’s nothing else, wake up, feelin’ like Adriana Lima
Wavin’ my feet, yo, right up out the Beamer
Do my dance like ooh, la, la, when she strut like “oh my god”
Make me sweat like exercise, double up, milkshake and fries

[Verse 2: Joba]
I heard a call from the mountain top (Joba)
So I put my cloak on and I walked
Coined a peasant in the grasslands with a wand
Cast my spells with some peasants, now we roam

We left our shanties in the village with nowhere to go
Just a group of outcasts with the gift of hope
Well, now we’re eating grapes, and the finest cheese
Achieving wisdom from the wizards we were tryna be

Now other people from my village want to come with me
The thing with magic is you cannot have it if you don’t believe
You did not believe, they did not believe, you can tell me things
This was all foreseen, you’re not one with me, I bought a horse

With the shillings that you took and then gave back to me
I met the queen that you praise so much, she’s into me
I bought a castle in the Shire with the moat and the catapult
I keep it clean with my medieval flow

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can’t go
Niggas that I don’t know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can’t go
Niggas that I don’t know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon & Joba]
Martin had a dream for a ni*** like me
To show up like this; why you gotta hate?
Looking at my pace with your face screwed
Hope it get stuck like this, never even cared to appear

Or adhere my career, trust me you don’t gotta touch my shit
Pulling every card out the cuff no bluff it’s enough to discuss
I won’t be the one to rush that shift, couldn’t crush my gift
Even if I’m in a thousand pieces

Listening to menaces that pledge allegiance
To my every weakness, why they spreading secrets?
Called my dreams facetious, bet they can’t believe this
Or they they act like the world shoulda knew about me

All I know is they wanted to move without me
How they used to doubt me, but you can’t renounce me
Like la, la, la, la

[Verse 4: bearface]
Ain’t no pressure, oh, no, we ain’t got no money, no lie
I ain’t gonna rush it, no lie, straight to the fire
Right ‘til you move on, we ain’t got no money, no lie
I ain’t gonna rush it, no lie

Ain’t no pressure, oh, no, we ain’t got no money
No lie I ain’t gonna rush it, no lie, straight to the fire
Right ‘til you move on, we ain’t got no money, no lie
I ain’t gonna rush it, no lie (whoop!)

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Joba]
My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can’t go
Niggas that I don’t know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can’t go
Niggas that I don’t know, la, la, la, la

[Outro: Matt Champion]
32 hundred on the
32 hundred on the