K-pop Lyrics

Got a Guns N Roses t-shirt, and never listened to the bandJust being honest, I just thought that shit looked coolHold up, do you know who I am?Turn the block to WoodstockRetire? Don't think that I could stopJet-ski the way I ride the beatAnd fuck your wave, I'ma die knowing that I did meI got some words and I cannot let them die in meThis is arena statusOur bones end up in the ground, does it even matter?Make some good music, get what you put inGet out and go and leave the planetNow what the hell did you think this is?We born worth dying, in-between we liveLove, prosper, hands to the sky, catch a gospelRoll the dice, nah, I ain't betting on tomorrowChain looking like Orion's beltJacket looking something like a lion peltHad to take a break and find myselfThey put me in a box by myselfThe same writers criticizing my rhymesAre the same writers that I gentrify in Bed-StuyI can't even see the hate, I should probably check my eyesI got 50,000 phones pointed at me in the sky Between a rock and a hard placeCold blunted with a stone faceFirebreather, firebreatherBorn under a blood moonBut the sun is coming up soonFirebreather, firebreatherFire, fire, fire, fire, fireFirebreather, firebreatherFire, fire, fire, fire, fireFirebreather, yeah, firebreatherWhat the fuck you think I'm doing it for?Hungry like it's my rookie year, and I'm new to the sportThe game is tied up, they looking at you in the fourthDo you take the shot or pass it, this is ten-thousand hoursAnd I'm working on my Master's, liabilities, and assetsAnd I'm showing up to practice, shooting early, getting basketsThere's no father to my style, I'm just a freckle-faced bastardThe animal in the jungle, running, hunting with a habit (woo)Abracadabra that motherfucker is magicThey say he'd want it, Madonna is on me dancingI'm sorry mama, I got it, I know I should mind my mannersI'd probably go double-platinum if I could think of an ad-libI'm jazz Prince, I rap a lotI grew up on Scarface, now Brad's my dog (woo)Irish goodbye, sayonara and we mobbingPut the nail in the coffin, motherfucker, I'm on one Between a rock and a hard placeCold blunted with a stone faceFirebreather, firebreatherBorn under a blood moonBut the sun is coming up soonFirebreather, firebreatherFire, fire, fire, fire, fireFirebreather, firebreatherFire, fire, fire, fire, fireFirebreather, yeah, firebreather