[Chorus: McGwire]
You got me burning up, burning up on a feeling
Burning up, burning up on a feeling yeah

[Verse 1: Samad Savage]
Some people love to watch the world burn, but not me
I'm recycling fake MCs, I'm Mike Tyson on them beats
And I'm biting at their E
ARs popping like rifles with blimpees
Gift cards are what they giving me, they're tryna send me subs
Got a massive damn heart surgery, I'm tryna fix the love
Cause baby, I can barely bear the hate like what's a cub
I took an L for a second and I turned it to a club
You saying what it does, I'm saying skoodwidit
The eastern's in my genes and you can see it's good fitted
I talk about reality, they call it hood lyrics
Prejudge my personality, I tell them good riddance
Would be for my fatality, I stay in good spirits
A audio gallery, I hope you could hear it
If that don't scratch the itch I hope it wash the other hand
I broke it down like glass and like the title next, it's saying: what's that burning

[Chorus: McGwire]
Burning up, burning up
On a feeling
Burning up, burning up
On a feeling yeah
[Verse 2: Clarence the Kid]
I got a personal vendetta on each and everyone of you motherfuckers that wanna act like the Kid ain't the coolest
I could verbally dismantle your favorite rapper, no effort, you better come up correctly cause that's just the way I do this
I'm a budding intellectual poet with the potential to go and shake up the industry just by pushing this music
Everybody got a dream till other people shut it down instead of taking off the crown, I used the energy to fuel it
Now I'm burning up, I'm getting brighter by the minute
I got tired of validation and working hard to fit in
I don't care what people say, I only focus on the vision
It's my mission to use my pen to write stories with precision
So listen, why you still sleeping on the Kid
Wake up and smell the roses as you watch me do it big
I been in the kitchen for a minute with the skillet, cooking hits
I'm just watching for the day that y'all gon feel it, I'ma get it, but it's up to you if you taking off with me, CTK

[Verse 3: McGwire]
Take you out like it's a part of the plan
I'm boutta blow the fuck up and never stray off brand
I'm talking no lost bands, so bitch don't hit my line
Cause I'm rolling with the big dogs, I got no time
I got a lot on my mind and there's no room for you
You a pest, bitch, with the attitude on you
But when I move you move, I'm pushing through all you
And there's no losing you, so when I hit you with the kick I got you burning up
Cause you fearing the come up, when I appear you gon run up
One shot to your cranium, I know that you done up
God damn, god damn
I got a lock on it, baby, yeah, on my fam, yeah
[Outro: McGwire]
Burning up, burning up
On a feeling
Oh you know I'm burning up, burning up
On a feeling
Yeah I'm burning up
Oh I'm burning up