you try Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat 'til we fry Some like it hot, some like it hot Some like it hot, some like it hot
Traduzione: The Power Station. A qualcuno piace caldo.
's a clue, stay alert Cause we comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Fatal] I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot
yo, check it yo) [J-Live] Aiyyo it's somethin' like a twilight zone epic Rookies in the hall of fame vets gettin' hazed Has the world gone crazed? Like
oh it's so hard to keep it true It's the balance of the scales it can't be challenged or expelled Soon as somebody lost somebody else prevails Some someone
on it I'll spill you nigga, aint no need for thankin on it I gots to have it, up it busta, real fast Fo' I get to the point, fuck it buster, and I'll
at random like civil war muskets or ADD kids throwin tantrums Out out the damn spot with phantom power rebel bunch Using the populace like Fed fed the
You and try to fling You off like Dr Spock Instead of gripping You like Jacob Truly You are in this place and they know it not like Clarke Gable, Frankly
' you know we kept rolling Wait two weeks report the car stolen Repeat this like a like a laundry mat Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch Coming
finally get my time to shine In the golden state like Sprewell out the hatch "Lock lock" This heat is hot it make me lock like astronaut Like Heru said
rappers like a chocolate factory [Jabber Jaw] Yo whatchu known for? Killin rappers off like a famine The Last Standing, like Bruce Lee's daughter Shannon It took some
stop Throw in a box like some caps at a hop-scotch game I cop drops mane, come peep what I whip whore A 62, got it jumpin like a 6-4 Soon as I hit tour
or slang the most 'caine and ki's or O's, sport new clothes or about who can fuck the most hoes Cause it's a mind-state, it's playin it's manipulatin It
dramatic I'm the modest, the hardest, rappin rap artist Peekin and seekin my own love goddess If she hot like a volcano, I strike like a torpedo Sting like
's about; I cooked it, cut it and lift it From Brooklyn to one-sixty fiddith, I took bricks and flip shit Clips I sit 'em even whip some women from runnin
Ruler, live by, take it in blood Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what Don't get it fucked up, I'm as hot as it gets I make hits while y'all
flow, gangsta clothes, sticky dro and all that tho' But, it just don't matter to me. It's the money and the power money and the power. That's all that