Heat and Silence
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- rap
- pop rap
- gangsta rap
- cloud rap
- southern hip hop
- trap
- 2020s
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
It's me and the heat again
Verse 1
Wrench in my hand, but I'd rather have a mic
Crawling under pipes, breathing dust, man, this ain't right
Solo on the job, every echo feelin' cold
Furnace hummin' back, but nobody to hold
Chorus
I hate working on furnaces on my own
Metal groans and I'm still alone
Wish I could call somebody, get that phone
But these flames just burn and I'm on my own
Verse 2
Late night, torch flickers, face full of grime
Thought I was a boss but I'm clocking overtime
No crew in the basement, surrounded by tools
Swear this empty room got me breaking all the rules
Fixing up the flames, but it's burning up my will
Remind me why I do this, can somebody tell me still
Spinning all my hours, all these bolts to tighten down
Feel the sweat dripping, hit the floor without a sound
Chorus
I hate working on furnaces on my own
Metal groans and I'm still alone
Wish I could call somebody, get that phone
But these flames just burn and I'm on my own
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