Blaze
Arsonist Lyrics


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[Freestyle]
I suggest you keep your distance
my death blow's inevitable, and your susceptible to physical injury
this music industry is full of shit
that's why I'm flipping dipping and diving
phoney executives to keep my wins consecutive
we also got a lot of actors who claim they bring the drama
the only I'm getting laid out is with your mama, commas
couldn't stop me, semi-colons and hyphens when I freestyle
two-hundred words a minute, shit speed typing, I'm hyping
and I see the light at the end of the tunnel like one in the chamber
ready to penetrate a stranger
I love the smell of danger, hearing the word Arsonist ain't hard to figure yet
got to stop smoking Emcees somebody pass me the nicorette

ladies and gentleman

[Swel]
put your hands together
we about to bust your melon, crossing the map with shows, our vinyl's top
selling, so stop telling your tales
your acting got no character, need more practice?
nah, you need more stamina
the man with the intense spout, burning up the vehicle
the battle's just me and you
(gill), sorry, me and your crew
there's no chance so run, so when you end up getting blazed
keep your ashes in an urn and make sure there being save

[Jise one]
I keep looking into the eyes of my enemy's fortress
snorkelling deep within the outskirts
forfeiting, calling stalling rolling behind the backburner
stomach turner, don't test me creepy crawlers I'm yawning
Rapper's starting to bore me
forcing me to flee upon a carnage spree
disease type remedy for the easy see T.N.T. powers that be feed upon our energy
Conceits combine our seeds here to serve a good deed
for those who need intervene you bleed

[D-Story]
I drop fakers like drapes after beat downs
defeat clowns with street sounds neighbours tell me to keep the heat down in
this cheap town where fool's slip like cool chip this ain't no school trip
it's cruel shit like news clips crews strip Demi Moore style
watch me rip through fakes, cripple flakes, make non-believers do the triple
take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on the mission my pole positions got
competitions
mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by Ricky's lake or Richard's bay
rhyming with Billy Ocean or Al be Sure
won't get you play by Joan's Rivers I clean clothes, lyrical mean pros
go against dream flows hope your team knows we get around like news vans
giving black and blues man, so who can?
touch the man with flavours like Toucan

Blaze in a maze (scratching)

[Q-Unique]
Fully equipped with a mic and a spray can
I withstand any wicked plan conjured by a wicked man, the quicker handle
snatch up rhyme Arsonist Q spark the match up the cipher's in flames
got nothing to lose
but a whole lot to gain so I remain the main master of ceremonial like
Puerto Rico remains prisoner by colonial your half verses
over shopped over curses couldn't phase, my basic rhyme patterns you have
you all standing in a maze
I lace the track up as if it was my Nike air butter
the all knowing Emcees for unaware
couldn't compare glare, I outshine radiant rhymes, bring light
to the subject of lyrical content, the rhythm gift is god sent





Blaze in a maze (scratching)

Overall Meaning

The song Blaze by Arsonists is an intense and powerful rap with a variety of themes and messages. The first verse starts with the singer warning others to stay away as their "death blow" is inevitable and they are susceptible to physical injury. The second verse talks about the music industry and the singer's mission to flip and dive around "phoney executives" in order to keep their wins consecutive. The third verse delves into the idea of looking into the enemy's fortress and going on a "carnage spree," while the fourth verse speaks about remaining the "main master of ceremonial" as other emcees fall short. Throughout the song, there is a strong sense of aggression, danger, and the desire to stand out and succeed.


Line by Line Meaning

I suggest you keep your distance
My death blow's inevitable, and you're susceptible to physical injury, so it's best if you stay away from me.


this music industry is full of shit
The music industry is full of fake, dishonest people.


that's why I'm flipping dipping and diving
That's why I'm constantly moving in and out of situations, trying to navigate through the fakeness of the industry.


phoney executives to keep my wins consecutive
I have to deal with fake executives to keep my streak of success going.


we also got a lot of actors who claim they bring the drama
There are a lot fake people in the industry who try to act tough and bring drama.


the only I'm getting laid out is with your mama, commas
The only way I'm getting tired is from having sex with your mother, and then counting my commas (money).


couldn't stop me, semi-colons and hyphens when I freestyle
Even in my freestyle rap, using punctuation marks won't stop me from flowing.


two-hundred words a minute, shit speed typing, I'm hyping
I can rap at 200 words per minute—I'm so fast it's like I'm typing with the speed of a champion typist. I'm hyping myself up.


and I see the light at the end of the tunnel like one in the chamber
I see success on the horizon, like the light at the end of a tunnel, or the sight through the barrel of a gun.


ready to penetrate a stranger
I'm prepared to enter new markets and connect with new listeners, like I'm penetrating a stranger.


I love the smell of danger, hearing the word Arsonist ain't hard to figure yet
I'm drawn to danger and thrive in situations where others might fear. My name gives you a hint of what I'm about.


got to stop smoking Emcees somebody pass me the nicorette
I'm so good at taking down other rappers (like cigarettes), that I need some nicotine gum to quit my habit.


put your hands together
Applause, please.


we about to bust your melon, crossing the map with shows, our vinyl's top selling
We're about to blow your mind with our performance. We tour everywhere and our music is selling well.


so stop telling your tales
Stop lying and making up stories.


your acting got no character, need more practice?
Your fake persona has no substance, do you need an acting coach?


there's no chance so run, so when you end up getting blazed keep your ashes in an urn and make sure there being save
You have no chance against us, so you might as well run. We'll leave you burned (blazed) and dead, so make sure you have a proper burial.


I keep looking into the eyes of my enemy's fortress snorkelling deep within the outskirts
I'm studying and analyzing my enemy's stronghold from a distance, like I'm diving beneath the surface of the ocean.


forcing me to flee upon a carnage spree disease type remedy for the easy see T.N.T. powers that be feed upon our energy
The industry is pushing me to leave my mark through violent destruction, but I have a cure (remedy) for the disease they're spreading.


Conceits combine our seeds here to serve a good deed for those who need intervene you bleed
We're using our talents and ego (conceits) to do good for those who need it. If you get in the way, you'll get hurt.


I drop fakers like drapes after beat downs defeat clowns with street sounds
I take down fake rappers easily and soundly with my authentic style.


in this cheap town where fool's slip like cool chip this ain't no school trip it's cruel shit like news clips crews strip
In this town where people are cheap and untrustworthy, I'm not here to play around—it's like dealing with the harsh realities of the news media. People will lose everything (strip) if they mess with us.


Demi Moore style watch me rip through fakes, cripple flakes, make non-believers do the triple take
Like Demi Moore's character in G.I. Jane, watch me take down these fake rappers with ease (rip through fakes), and leave doubters stunned (triple take).


I bomb crews without tom cruise on the mission my pole positions got competitions
I don't need a celebrity like Tom Cruise to help me succeed. My position is ahead of everyone else in the game.


mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by Ricky's lake or Richard's bay rhyming with Billy Ocean or Al be Sure won't get you play by Joan's Rivers
Looking for fame by fishing in a lake won't get you anywhere. Even if you rhyme like famous singers, it won't be enough to impress critics like Joan Rivers.


I clean clothes, lyrical mean pros go against dream flows
I clean up the competition (like a laundry service), and take on anyone who tries to challenge me (even if their flow is like a dream).


hope your team knows we get around like news vans giving black and blues man, so who can?
I hope you and your crew know that we're all over the place (like news vans), and we'll beat you up (black and blue) if we have to. Who can stop us?


touch the man with flavours like Toucan
Try to face me (touch), and you'll get a taste of my unique style (like the exotic Toucan bird).


Fully equipped with a mic and a spray can I withstand any wicked plan conjured by a wicked man
I'm armed with both rap skills (mic) and graffiti art (spray can), and I can handle anything that a villain might throw my way.


the quicker handle snatch up rhyme Arsonist Q spark the match up the cipher's in flames
I'm quick to take control (quicker handle) of any freestyle rap (snatch up rhyme), and I'm like the spark that ignites the fire (match), making the rap session (cipher) blazing hot.


got nothing to lose but a whole lot to gain so I remain the main master of ceremonial like Puerto Rico remains prisoner by colonial
I'm willing to take risks because I have a lot to gain, and I'm always in control of the situation (like the master of ceremonies). Puerto Rico, like many other colonized places, is still fighting for independence, and I represent that struggle in my music.


your half verses over shopped over curses couldn't phase, my basic rhyme patterns you have you all standing in a maze
Your simplistic and fake raps (half verses) can't phase me, despite your attempts to curse or talk big. My basic rhyming style (rhyme patterns) still leaves you confused and lost (in a maze).


I lace the track up as if it was my Nike air butter
I put my all into my raps and perfectly match the beat (like lacing up my sneakers).


the all knowing Emcees for unaware couldn't compare glare, I outshine radiant rhymes, bring light to the subject of lyrical content, the rhythm gift is god sent
Other rappers who think they know everything can't compare to me. I outshine them with my bright and powerful rhymes, and bring attention to important topics through my music. My ability to rhyme effortlessly is a gift from God.




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Karpuffel Toffer

Oldschool. Make HipHop great again.

Rolls royce

Karpuffel Toffer FACTS...đź‘Ťđź‘Ťđź‘Ťđź‘Ťđź‘Ť

The Good Ole Boys

Karpuffel Toffer Spit the truth brother.

WristyGymnast

Loved pulling this one out after people pretended to know about hiphop

John Longoria

fully equiped with a mic and a spraycan🔥🔥

WristyGymnast

This blew my mind all those years ago 🤯

Val

Bring it back to dem days ! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

idealmentenfermo

cuando en argentina me dicen eminen es el mejor y fue el primer rapero blanco les hago escuchar arsonits!! saludos desde argentina

babylonbooy

sickest beat in the history of hiphop

Phil DH

It's up there. For sure. Hello from the future.

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