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Fire
72.239
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fire foi lançado em 1 de janeiro de 2013 por Getting Out Our Dreams Inc. (G.O.O.D.) Music / IDJ como parte do álbum Hall of Fame
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Data de lançamento1 de janeiro de 2013
SeloGetting Out Our Dreams Inc. (G.O.O.D.) Music / IDJ
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM81

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Big Sean
Big Sean
Interpretação
Steve Wyreman
Steve Wyreman
Violão
Derek Taylor
Derek Taylor
Bateria
Melanie Fiona
Melanie Fiona
Vocais
Nicole Lequerica
Nicole Lequerica
Vocais
James Fauntleroy
James Fauntleroy
Vocais
Elijah Blake
Elijah Blake
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Composição
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Composição
Alexander Izquierdo
Alexander Izquierdo
Composição
Darhyl "DJ" Camper
Darhyl "DJ" Camper
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Darhyl Camper, Jr.
Darhyl Camper, Jr.
Produção
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Engenharia (mixagem)
Anna Ugarte
Anna Ugarte
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Coprodução
Maximilian Jaeger
Maximilian Jaeger
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Tell 'em that I need more
Fire
Tell 'em that we need more
Tell 'em that I need more
[Verse 2]
I woke up this morning
Rolled a joint then got to it
Dealt with real life shit
Manned up and got through it
I'm a real D-Boy
Take a look up in my face
Never did real-estate
And still put you in yo place
[Verse 3]
And I don't trust dog hoes
Dog hoes got fleas
From where they rock ski-masks
And don't nobody ski
Every time I spit a verse
My city like, preach
**** thought I got evicted
How my shit up in the streets
[Verse 4]
B-I-G Sean, ain't nothin' obese
But the feast
Swear I'm skinny
'Cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle every second
Stacking paper every week
Boy I'm in the field for real
I might run up in some cleats
[Verse 5]
Was in Japan so long
I almost learned to speak
Had to leave, back to the hood
Where they don't understand unless
You speakin' trapanese
[Verse 6]
If I fall down bet I only trampoline
Bounce back, back on my feet
That's just how it be
I be outta town reppin'
Valid as an absentee
Lord G's, jealous motherfuckers
Tryna absent me
Fuck these **** up
Now it's absent teeth
Tryna pass on me
[Verse 7]
When I'm first place in the playoffs, bitch
I'm even workin' half days
On my day off, bitch
Say it's gon' kill me, fuck it
I work graveyard shifts
'Long as that weed and money chillin'
In the pile bitch I need that fuckin'
[Verse 8]
Fire
Tell 'em that I need more
Fire
Tell 'em that we need more
Fire
[Verse 9]
Right now, right now, right now
I know it's been a long, long
It's been a long, long time
A long time
I know it's been a long, long time
[Verse 10]
I woke up this morning
Rolled a joint then got to it
Can do anything in the world
Except not do it
Bought my fam new land
Six star crib
Mama feelin' like she Jewish
I'm the motherfuckin' truest
[Verse 11]
Yeah, I talk about my mom
But shout out to my dad
Would drive me to school
Every single chance he had
Tell me 'bout the crazy girls
And all about his past
And gave me the talks
That made me to a man
[Verse 12]
Not everybody got a dad
But they got a Uncle Sam
But he ain't come around
Till I made a hundred grand
Comin' from Detroit
Where everybody say whaddup doe?
Horror movie shit
'Cause everybody there cut throat
[Verse 13]
Watch who you hustle with
You might not get a cut
Though even though you deserved
A commission plus mo'
[Verse 14]
And grandma said
When she saw my commercial
Stop having people at your shows
That wasn't at rehearsals
[Verse 15]
I'm tryna get a office
At the Empire State
To bring it back to empire's plate
That's home
Man I'm reppin' for my entire state
Prayin' that I won't be late
When it's all finished
At the endin'
After all the bottles spillin'
Throttle grippin', model switchin'
Chin chillin' in my villa
Fuckin' like I tryna populate a village
I'm replenished, I didn't do it
Just for the money man
For the feeling
I made it through the
[Verse 16]
Fire
Tell 'em that I need more
Fire
Tell 'em that we need more
Fire
[Verse 17]
Right now, right now, right now
I know it's been a long, long
It's been a long, long time
A long time
[Verse 18]
I know it's been a long, long time
But it's never, never been too late
It's never, never been too late
It's never, never been too late
It's never, ever been too late
[Verse 19]
Just know that it's never
Never been too late
It's never, never been too late
It's never, ever been too late
It's never, never too late
[Verse 20]
Do what you wanna do
Fuck everything else
Written by: Alexander Izquierdo, Darhyl "DJ" Camper, Darhyl Camper, Jr., Rob Kinelski, Sean Anderson
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