Machine gun SKELI RMX

I haven't even hit the scene and they wish that I'd die,
that I'd stub it out, that I'd stumble, that I'm a jerk with no lines,
not a thing — enough kitsch — I push into beats like wind that flies,
don't expect dog crap, I bring a hit plus — go find a new prize,
after this shit she wants to be on my …

Get used to it, I'm starting business, got the leverage to switch life,
send it further, rise higher — a hard worker type,
stacking cheese, living better, sow top seed, blaze top weed,
start living, stop just getting by — throw wood onto the heat,
ignore the idiots, ahhh…

Throw wood onto the heat, ignore the idiots, ahhh…
Throw wood onto the heat, ignore the idiots, ahhh…
Throw wood onto the heat, ignore the idiots, ahhh…

The more heat, the more haters!
So many haters!