Midwest Meltdown T.T. (Underground Rap) (Ft. Tech N9ne & Twista)

[Verse 1: T.T.]
Game on, light a match
I'm blowing up, that's a known fact
Accelerant, lighter fluid gas
Burning every beat up, we
Spending money fast, even burn my cash
Everything around me smell like smoke
Blowin' on something that’s really no joke
Know they gettin' high when they start to choke
Ain't smokin' on reg', it’ll burn my throat
It’s Tech N9ne, T.T, and Twista (speak about the fire)
Switching lanes, 500 horses
Top back, you know my Swishers getting split like divorces
Can never burn out, no doubt, we get smoked out
Roll some White Widow to the grass 'til I pass out
Say you told 'em how, so tell me what you talkin' 'bout

[Hook: T.T.]
Set your city on (fire)
I'm burnin' like (fire)
I'll smoke you out (fire)
I'll melt you like (fire, like fire)
(Like fire, like fire)
Set your city on (fire)
I'm burnin' like (fire)
I'll smoke you out (fire)
I'll melt you like (fire, like fire)
(Like fire, like fire)