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… (x3)

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