Fire In The Booth Part 1 Krept & Konan
"Fire In The Booth Part 1" by Krept & Konan, released in 2014, is a #HipHop track showcasing their lyrical prowess and storytelling. The song addresses themes of struggle, ambition, and authenticity, reflecting their experiences in the UK street life. Its raw delivery and intricate wordplay have made it influential in the UK rap scene.
[Verse 1: Konan]
All about the cream, you can ask Tame
Get the pound out and press the button like a arcade
Tell your life bye like you're half-gay
Shell's on your front, Margate
He had six oz of the hard ..., I ate three oz but fam I only half ate
So I can't wait
Fam I'll run up in your Millhouse, put the Maggie in your Marge' face
[?] then I poke her face like the card game
Think you're ace but I bet I'll make your hearts change
I give shots like a barmaid
Ramadan's only a month but I stay in the fast lane
Baby boy you'll get dropped like you're nine months
When I spray the ... you'll be lost when I sky one
The ting blew like the cops with the sirens
Setting up shop then I'm off like a license
Stick blow when you diss Ko' like you're in the eighties
I've been dealing with dummies since I've been a baby
So I don't care if it's dirty, I'm still picking up the tray like a dinnerlady
Like you're unsigned
'Til I put you in box like you're online
I ain't never been a fraud guy
But I must've spent two bags for one 9
[Verse 2: Krept]
... for you and I've got a ... dog
Put my 9 to 5 like a office job
If it's popping off, get my weapon out
You'll see four 5's like twenty pound
In your house with the ..., I'm Santa
So keep your boat still, I'm a anchor
Star pop now your dag shocked, blanker
I've got my arm on cock like a wanker
When I corn ya grill
There'll be no after like the morning pill
Shoot up his Vauxhall while he's on the wheel
If your head don't spin then your Corsa will
Of course I will
Now your don's pale
I blew like a blonde girl
You'll get dropped like your song failed
On the floor lying on your chest, Lonsdale
On the block on my ones with a good ting
You'll only see I like a Muslim
Get a good sting when I'm burning ya
Have your two feet in the air like a hurdler
Uh, I will murder ya
Think I won't but I really wood like your furniture
If I run up in your house and I burst it bruh
You'll have teeth in your house like a burgled ya
All about the cream, you can ask Tame
Get the pound out and press the button like a arcade
Tell your life bye like you're half-gay
Shell's on your front, Margate
He had six oz of the hard ..., I ate three oz but fam I only half ate
So I can't wait
Fam I'll run up in your Millhouse, put the Maggie in your Marge' face
[?] then I poke her face like the card game
Think you're ace but I bet I'll make your hearts change
I give shots like a barmaid
Ramadan's only a month but I stay in the fast lane
Baby boy you'll get dropped like you're nine months
When I spray the ... you'll be lost when I sky one
The ting blew like the cops with the sirens
Setting up shop then I'm off like a license
Stick blow when you diss Ko' like you're in the eighties
I've been dealing with dummies since I've been a baby
So I don't care if it's dirty, I'm still picking up the tray like a dinnerlady
Like you're unsigned
'Til I put you in box like you're online
I ain't never been a fraud guy
But I must've spent two bags for one 9
[Verse 2: Krept]
... for you and I've got a ... dog
Put my 9 to 5 like a office job
If it's popping off, get my weapon out
You'll see four 5's like twenty pound
In your house with the ..., I'm Santa
So keep your boat still, I'm a anchor
Star pop now your dag shocked, blanker
I've got my arm on cock like a wanker
When I corn ya grill
There'll be no after like the morning pill
Shoot up his Vauxhall while he's on the wheel
If your head don't spin then your Corsa will
Of course I will
Now your don's pale
I blew like a blonde girl
You'll get dropped like your song failed
On the floor lying on your chest, Lonsdale
On the block on my ones with a good ting
You'll only see I like a Muslim
Get a good sting when I'm burning ya
Have your two feet in the air like a hurdler
Uh, I will murder ya
Think I won't but I really wood like your furniture
If I run up in your house and I burst it bruh
You'll have teeth in your house like a burgled ya
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