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Temperature's Rising (Featuring Crystal Johnson)

Word up, son, I heard they got you on the run

For a body - now it's time to stash the guns

They probably got the phones tapped so I won't speak long

Gimme a hot second, and I'mma put you on

It's all messed up somebody snitchin on the crew

And word is on the street is they got pictures of you

Homicide came to the crib last night, six deep

Askin' on your whereabouts and where d'you sleep

They said they just wanna question you, but me and you know

That once they catch you, all they do is just arrest you

Then arraign you, hang you, I don't think so

It's a good thing you bounced for now just stay low

Once in a blue I check to see how you're doin

I know you need loot, so I send it through Western Union

They probably knock down the door

In the middle of the night, sometimes around four

Hopin to find who they lookin for but they won't succeed

All they gonna find is mad empty bags of weed

But word son, you got the projects hotter than hell

Harder for brothers, to get they thug on but oh well

Son they know too much, even the hoodrat chicks

Oh you heard who did what, no I don't know who did shit!

So stop askin, then I know I'm not goin crazy

From windows, I see lights flashin and maybe

Somebody's takin' pictures - you know who that be

Police lovers, and neighborhood snitches

They put up your sheet so everybody's pointin fingers

And lyin, aiyyo son, the temp is risinThe temperature's risin, no there's nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin (There's nothin surprisin)What up black? Hold your head wherever you at

On the flow from the cops with wings on your back

That snitch nigga - gave police your location

We'll chop his body up in six degrees of separation

Killer listen, shit ain't the same without you at home

Phony niggas walk around tryin to be your clone

They really fear you, when you was at home they was pale

That's why they wanna see you either dead or in jail

By the time you hear this rhyme you'll probably be locked up

Tried to hide somewhere along the lines your plans slipped up

Got caught up in a crime that you can't take back

Reminisce on how I used to pick you up in the Ac

Years ago when we was younger seemed the hood took us under very deep

Wonderin who snitched it got me losin lots of sleep

At night, you know my mouth is tight

I never sang to the cops cause that shit ain't right

Sometimes I stroll past the scene of the crime and backtrack

Damn - why the situation go down like dat?

It'll be a long time before the heat dies down

And a - couple of years 'fore we see you around

Butt 'til then maintain and keep your story the same

The cops is grabbin wrong niggas, lookin for someone to blame

They harrassin, strugglin to find the truth

There's a chance ya case'll get thrown out, cause they ain't got no proof

To say you're guilty, your fingerprints filthy

Deliver - me the gun, I'll tie it to a brick and throw it in the river

Make sure it sinks to the bottom

Outsmart police, snuck you out the projects, we got 'em

But still, but still, but stillThe temperature's risin, no there's nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin (There's nothin surprisin)

The temperature's risin, no there's nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin (There's nothin surprisin)

The temperature's risin, no there's nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin

The temperature's risin (There's nothin surprisin)

Songwriters

ALBERT JOHNSON, KEJUAN WALIEK MUCHITA, KAMAAL IBN JOHN FAREED, FREDDIE WASHINGTON, LYNN BLYTHE DAVIS, PATRICE L. RUSHENPublished by

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