Kardinal Offishall Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Quest For Fire Lyrics

f/ Solitair

 

 [Kardinal Offishall]

 Yes I see how you are smiling in my face you know what I'm saying

 Settin' fire to my back, I see that you know what I mean

 I love it though, I love it, you know what I'm saying

 My enemies make me stronger, hahahahahahaha

 

 Well I'm on a mission

 Van Gogh your ass, so y'all listen

 Nigga, there ain't no fire if we don't start the ignition

 Throw some bullets at your feet

 Show you what ya missing, listen I hope for black love without wishing

 I murder the track and go neck to neck without kissing

 I'm ducking from the wack flows, calling it dis-missing

 Big money in the hook, cats is loot fishing

 Nigga's adding ones like they was mathematicians

 Four plus y'all equals more without addition, listen

 Cooking up plans in a da kitchen

 Too many chefs leads to nuff cats bitching

 Love in a we face behin' we back yuh teet' kissin

 Whether you're garbage or not is not my decision

 Before you check it deep, you have to make the incision

 Nuff cats are slated for great things

 But if yuh nuh lick shot for love

 Well den murda we bring

 Murdaaaaaaah...

 

 CHORUS [Saukrates & Kardinal]

 We see you crab rappers everyday

 Praying for a shot to be lead astray

 We buss back with the love attack

 And add fuel to the fire, fire, fire, fire

 We see you crab rappers everyday

 Praying for a shot to be lead astray

 We buss back with the love attack

 And add fuel to the fire, fire

 Come and see me nigga!

 

 [Solitair]

 I was charged for murdering the track without touching

 Filling the track with hot lead without bussin'

 No discussion nigga talk without fussing

 But F---, I ain't answering another damn question

 It's just a matter of telecommunication

 Freaking the three bands of frequencies, frequently

 I frequently gather frequent flyer miles

 I be freaking the same chick that you're admiring

 The same G, ask them niggas around me

 The P maybe free, but my tracks cost money

 I might talk funny, but this nigga is no dummy

 Now cough up my dough before I have to call Sunny

 Switch switchblades, to switch hand grenades

 I switch when a bitch nigga misses my payday

 y'all are concurring, when I'm running in succession

 Quick to flow whenever the mic is in session

 

 CHORUS

 

 [Kardinal Offishall]

 For crying out loud, you get hard knock detention

 Your outside is smiling, but what's your intention

 F a judge and stil get an honourable mention

 Tell ya peace and love without both my fists clenching

 Raps with real flows real re-invention

 Chat on wicked tracks, add new dimensions

 New cliques, gang bang causing old tensions

 Niggas in the streets with swords like street fencing

 For these record labels nuff rap cats is Benson

 From these old street cats, I took a lesson

 Never like groupie hoes hanging in my session

 Rolling over weak cats in one succession

 Who's up next, we got nuff headz guessing

 Brothers feel the heat without Smith or Wesson

 Wrote the blue prints nigga, why you testing

 The dot when it's obviously us who's best and shit

 

 CHORUS X2