Abstract Rude - Hi-low Degrees lyrics

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[Intro/Hook: x2]

From the high degrees to the low degrees

Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze

Fahrenheit, very low

Icicle, hail storm, below zero

Temperature, closed doors, wet conditions are unhealthiest

Weather war, about minus four Celsius

Sky's presence, absence of solar there

Snow's essence, existence of polar bears

Only strong survive in this habitat

Forever off and on, life is a thermostat

Will you melt? Apply with the belt tractor

Still you felt my style's wind chill factor

In a pack of rappers, actual, natural disaster

Raps that go faster than wind speed

Tracks by the masters indeed

The season for freezin and green need

Dog sled stampede by the freezed slave calvary

I relieve those updated, cowardly fools never made it, through the art

[Hook x2]

Fire logs, oven on

Hot metal, hot wax, brimstone

In a hell hole, sell your soul for the go

Burn rubber, burn blunts, burn coals

for the smell-good, tales from the hood well understood, so

hot I shook the spot to pop a squad on this block

Pressure cooker pot, to know the time look at her watch

for the boiling point, evaporation and your life stops

You bring the heat they can't believe that (They can't believe that)

They gathered together the flare up, tear up and bring the heat back

Like modern day Nat Turner's with black burners

Everybody gotta heater and we'll burn ya

Just like Kilbey's for loin cloth

Cocktail tusk, not a roof is lit

Hell we don't need no water, burn down the shit

Seems ain't nobody quiet in a riot

My amp is HOT, high voltage in my WATTS

Blowin up the spot, blow up your radio box

See me with the bingin, steamin like an engine

Can't take the heat get out of the kitchen quick bitch

[Hook x2]

High degrees to the low degrees

Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze

(From the) High degrees to the low degrees

Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze

I burn blunts with my Gz...........