The Heat
Planet B.E.N. Lyrics


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As hell slowly heats, I rise slowly to my feet
Geeked and freaked out, make the meek bow down
Compound the holy grail sound with the criminal underground
Hundred round for before the mortician makes his rounds
Go pound for pound, ounce for ounce, we'll match
Burn the ash of the opponent that we once dispatched
Then relapse to the path, hit the ground moving fast
They attached to the smack so we cooking it from scratch
And we booking it past the junkie's newscast
Oh, you heard about Klamacc? He got shot in the back
Attack the racks, hold tight and grip the strap
Flip the pack to the alley cat 'fore the sun come back
Shift the crack to the room, the impending doom looms
The defendant's tomb croons for a good view of the moon
Gold spun from my loom, street activity resumes
You never knew been through this shit since 0'2
I'm from the east where killers sleep with guns in bedsheets
Can barely sleep, the semi automat claps on repeat
And reheat the street for a fatality's fee
And we never speaking on the banality of G's
Naught can budge you, especially in gulag's roof
God can judge you, the devil do a good job too
You a fool if you acting like he never knew
He flew through the hood, breaking through, in pursuit
Of some better days, ain't no one better got played
Better be safe, or the better man's Beretta might spray




Away with your pains, my image breaks through the frame
I play no games I try and locate perdition's gate

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Planet B.E.N.'s song "The Heat" tell a story of drugs and violence in an urban, criminal underworld. The opening lines suggest that the singer is gradually getting up from some dark, perhaps drug-addled state. The following lines describe a world where the weak bow down to the strong, and where the sounds of the criminal underground are mixed with holy grail sounds. The lyrics suggest a sense of power and control, with the singer boasting about their ability to take down opponents and to relapse and get back on track. The song paints a picture of a gritty, dangerous world, full of violence and drugs, where the only way to survive is to be tough and ruthless.


Line by Line Meaning

As hell slowly heats, I rise slowly to my feet
As things get tougher, I gather my strength to face the challenges


Geeked and freaked out, make the meek bow down
Full of energy and determination, ready to face anyone


Compound the holy grail sound with the criminal underground
Combining the best of both worlds, mixing the sacred with the profane


Hundred round for before the mortician makes his rounds
Preparing ourselves for the worst, expecting the worst case scenario


Go pound for pound, ounce for ounce, we'll match
Ready for a fair fight, matching our opponent's strength


Burn the ash of the opponent that we once dispatched
Remembering our past victories, and learning from them


Then relapse to the path, hit the ground moving fast
Returning to our purpose, and charging ahead with renewed determination


They attached to the smack so we cooking it from scratch
Our adversaries are too reliant on shortcuts, so we put in the hard work


And we booking it past the junkies newscast
Not letting the distractions of others slow us down


Oh, you heard about Klamacc? He got shot in the back
Ignoring the gossip and drama of others, focusing on our own challenges


Attack the racks, hold tight and grip the strap
Going on the offensive, staying alert and ready for anything


Flip the pack to the alley cat 'fore the sun come back
Outsmarting our foes, staying ahead of them on all fronts


Shift the crack to the room, the impending doom looms
Acknowledging the risks and dangers we face, yet still pushing forward


The defendant's tomb croons for a good view of the moon
Reflecting on the consequences of our actions, and striving for clarity


Gold spun from my loom, street activity resumes
Despite the challenges we face, we continue to work hard and push ahead


You never knew been through this shit since 0'2
Others may underestimate us, but we have been through tough times before


I'm from the east where killers sleep with guns in bedsheets
Coming from a place where danger is always lurking, we remain vigilant


Can barely sleep, the semi automat claps on repeat
The sound of gunshots is a constant reminder of the dangers we face


And reheat the street for a fatality's fee
Continuing to work hard, taking risks, even in the face of danger


And we never speaking on the banality of G's
Avoiding complacency, and staying focused on our goals


Naught can budge you, especially in gulag's roof
Staying steadfast, even in the most difficult of circumstances


God can judge you, the devil do a good job too
Focusing on our own actions and decisions, while being aware of the dangers that lurk


You a fool if you acting like he never knew
Acknowledging the risks and dangers of our actions, and still persevering


He flew through the hood, breaking through, in pursuit
Overcoming obstacles, taking control of our own future


Of some better days, ain't no one better got played
Working hard to create a better future for ourselves, without relying on others


Better be safe, or the better man's Beretta might spray
Being aware of the dangers around us, and taking precautions to stay safe


Away with your pains, my image breaks through the frame
Pushing past the obstacles and pain, creating a new image for ourselves


I play no games I try and locate perdition's gate
Staying focused on our goals, even in the face of adversity




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Rishabh Sinha

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