Hot Like Jesus 2

Chorus

These days I'm hot like Jesus, squeeze us if you must you need a triple a plus but, no matter the weather, be stormy, be humid, I'll be that cute kid keep you on the ropes dig,

These days I'm hot like jesus, squeeze us if you must, you need a triple a plus but, no matter the weather, be stormy, be humid, I'll be that cute kid keep you on the rope dig

Verse

I've been alive and well for so long it's not a miracle, give me a microphone pen and pad and I will spit at you, it's pitiful my lyrics are graceful, never get sick and tired of hearing girls say I'm beautiful, cause I will pull through just like a train through a tunnel, step in my path all that's left is dental graph, got you laughing like chucky it's ugly drop the betty, I've got plenty energy to use just like a felony, never get bored of me, watch me like tv, one click of my button watch me flow freely, damn it's easy, please believe me, when I say I ain't gonna stop until I'm living pretty, now it's a pity, false guys deading the game, what's his name, the one that says killings his game, it ain't a shame to admit that you don't carry a gun, or pop for fun come on that's in your dreams son

Chorus

These days I'm hot like Jesus, squeeze us if you must, you need a triple a plus but, no matter the weather, be stormy,be humid, I'll be that cute kid keep you on the ropes dig,

These days I'm hot like jesus, squeeze us if you must, you need a triple a plus but, no matter the weather, be stormy, be humid, I'll be that cute kid keep you on the rope dig

Verse

Cause I break through the game stating my name, letting these lyrics drop right from my brain I ain't going insane, I'm here to claim what's rightfully mine, cause when this clock ticks 12 it's definitely time to shine, I ain't gotta find no sick tick like some horror flick, I won't hold the microphone I'll stamp on it, leave my foot print, and then I'll spit through it and cough, then bat you for 6 like my names Flintoff, you don't have no spin of bowl I can tell, you sold your soul no toe too toe, cream will bun your afro, your a bore, got you in pieces all on the floor, like some jigsaw,but with no puzzle, just maybe you forgot your muzzle, to shut that trap, cause it's a rap once cream has terrorised all the tracks, so all you M-C's keep your minds intact

Chorus

These days I'm hot like Jesus, squeeze us if you must, you need a triple a plus but, no matter the weather, be stormy, be humid, I'll be that cute kid keep you on the ropes dig,

These days I'm hot like jesus, squeeze us if you must, you need a triple a plus but, no matter the weather, be stormy, be humid, I'll be that cute kid keep you on the rope dig