Booshank, Marcus Aurelius - Hook Pot Lyrics

You never see us do it
You only see us show it
Never mind we should be thinking
We already know it
Suffering consequences
Suffer from spitting from sparking spinach
And this is how we end it
We get them and hit them until we finish
We put the fear in hope
And put the hope in dreams
Now follow the light
And never the might be a triple beam
I'm only snatching souls
Don't let me reach my goal
This is why I'm cold
I spread around the globe
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
New chapter
Another page in the book to skip through
Then paraphrase after
Skip ahead if you have to but I'll only look back
When I throw this book back at you
Illustrate it with a caption
Scribbled on the wall with a magnum
That's how we tagged em
No Twitter, no hashtags
Just a good old fashion lyrical thrashing
Just rappin', bitch what the fuck happened
To hip-hop where your bars at boy
Just asking not talk about Xanax
Tho motherfucker stop that noise
I'm talking that ill shit
None of this poppin' pills shit
The real shit come on
Nah fuck it, it's lost and gone
You and your awful songs
You can get off my lawn
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot

You never see us do it
You only see us show it
Never mind we should be thinking
We already know it
Suffering consequences
Suffer from spitting from sparking spinach
And this is how we end it
We get them and hit them until we finish
We put the fear in hope
And put the hope in dreams
Now follow the light
And never the might be a triple beam
I'm only snatching souls
Don't let me reach my goal
This is why I'm cold
I spread around the globe
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
New chapter
Another page in the book to skip through
Then paraphrase after
Skip ahead if you have to but I'll only look back
When I throw this book back at you
Illustrate it with a caption
Scribbled on the wall with a magnum
That's how we tagged em
No Twitter, no hashtags
Just a good old fashion lyrical thrashing
Just rappin', bitch what the fuck happened
To hip-hop where your bars at boy
Just asking not talk about Xanax
Tho motherfucker stop that noise
I'm talking that ill shit
None of this poppin' pills shit
The real shit come on
Nah fuck it, it's lost and gone
You and your awful songs
You can get off my lawn
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot
Hook pot
Yeah
Get it hot, get it hot