Poet - The Heat Is On (featprodigy)

Poet: Thats my word I'm muthaf**ka stressed It seems life tryin to put me through a test Cause every f**kin day its just gettin worse What first,Might go out and die hard or end up in a hearse(Pow!) No time to think about the consequences The years in jail, f**k the death sentence All I know is that I need mad cash in a flash Before I have to kill somebody a*s Sittin in my room wit the lights out thinkin