“Firepower” by Folasona Olorunsola, 2013

Chorus (2X):
fiyah on the tracks, fiyah on the tracks
a yo stop the train, there's fiyah on the tracks
fiyah on the tracks, fiyah on the tracks
take the needle off the record 'fore the fiyah melt the wax

Verse 1:
son of Aganju, and it makes a lot of sense
I might move slow, but I move continents
every move that's made has a true consequence
reap what you sow, so I use common sense
to create miracles I use confidence
stand for what I believe not standing on the fence
I step into the game with dominance
sometimes the best offence is a strong defense
I de-fend the downtrodden for all intents and purposes
my purpose is to be of service it's all about upliftment, spiritual elevation
get you high on my style, lyrical levitation
zone into the rhythm like I'm here to do meditation
stay focused on goals, bigger than cheddar chasing
spit big picture rhymes to expand your view
hot lava flows create new land for you
gotta deal with the cards in your hand it's true
so handle your business before it handle you
I plan to handle mine like a man should do
to raise the level of rhyming and my family too
by spitting

Chorus (2X):
fiyah on the tracks, fiyah on the tracks
a yo stop the train, there's fiyah on the tracks
fiyah on the tracks, fiyah on the tracks
take the needle off the record 'fore the fiyah melt the wax

Verse 2:
my rhymes have been combining hydrogen like nuclear fusion
shine like the sun, let you see through the illusions
evaporate the fog and burn through the confusion
motivation for movement when you do what you’re doing
my sentences is energy for photosynthesis
if that's too complex, I'll break it down for emphasis
to state it simplest, what I'm spittin is hot
off the thermometer, whether it's written or not
when the pen hits the page, it sets it ablaze
when you catch my speech rays, your melanin raise
my thoughts bring heat waves, and temperature change
global warming speed raises when I enter the stage
the fire that melt the iron at the core of the earth
way before amphibians swam to the shore and gave birth
my hot spit was the energy source for the first
forms of life deep on the ocean floor where I burst
through with hot lava turning water to steam
the fire that never dies at the core of your dreams
the ember you always remember, can never extinguish
the burning passion, that will let you distinguish
how you need to feel, from how you think you need to appear
the fire of strong desire to melt the weakness of fear
into liquid like lava, give you new shape and new form
when you break through like eruptions and start breaking the norm
eruptions bring destruction, but create new land
like life destroys the boy to create a new man, hmmm
I know you felt the change, transformation
my energy will melt the chains, emancipation

Chorus (2X):
fiyah on the tracks, fiyah on the tracks
a yo stop the train, there's fiyah on the tracks
fiyah on the tracks, fiyah on the tracks
take the needle off the record 'fore the fiyah melt the wax