Hot Right Now - Bassnectar, Amp Live

I’m gon' get it while it’s hot cause I don’t like it cold

I’m a valley boy rapping so I change the mode

Really not clueless, just a cool negro

Truth be told told, I’m a rap nigga fa' sho

Sick and tired of hearing 'bout all this global warmin'

The reason why it’s hot because I came and stormed in

Come get it or not is what I tried to inform them

Can’t walk in these shoes cause my vans are smolderin'

Fifteen minutes, is it fresh or off?

All the fame you get if the pressure’s off

Hot sixteen’s, teen dreams and schemes

Buku blog fiends mucho blowin' steam

Yes, man, I’m O.G.

in the scene (word)

A long term success, I’m-a be in the green

It ain’t buzz

See what I means?

I get love

Two different things, but only one is enough

I’m on another Fahrenheit, tearing mics

Two-hundred degrees

Burn MC’s like kerosene

Upedialyte

Fashawn to remain king, compared to these parasites

They scared of heights

Won’t even put up a fight

Just guard your grill, my regime hard to kill

Only connect with architects, now let’s build

I rhyme and hit 'em with a little

'Shawn in the middle

It’s venemous, every bar that I scribble, nigga

Hot right now

Equation, equator

Sensation, that of nature

Quotation, it burns my ears in pleasure, elation

It’s good and elevation

Electric stimulation

Education

Emancipation proclamation for the imagination

Stationary or cruising

A visionary and soothing

Passing by on a comet’s tail, got to keep it moving

So dramatic, cinematic

Hot like grease to the face

Super-soaker full of gasoline, would you like a taste?

AmpLive, gimme amplified over 808's and the crash and ride

A landslide win when I go in

Did he just go double time?

Still I rhyme with a goal in mind

To build with kids who do major crime

At school I’m up on a grand design

Keep us dumb, keep us blind

Keeps us locked, keep us broke

Keep us hooked on the drink and smoke

Since the days I mentioned we been up on the biggest joke

It’s hard enough to, and L.A. streets is butane so

Hold it up and toast it up and dance it off to the words I wrote

I shine like solo, but I’m cold like polo

With a chip up on on my shoulder

Then you charge, knock it over

You in triple stage darkness, so call me abyss

Thus, triple X-rating, murdering triple 6

I’m G.O.D.

movement, the drum and the kick

And the call me MC, but I’m more like a myth

Like a coal train, breh, pulling deep up in this bitch

If you cut me, I’m-a bleed all the rhymes that I rip

Picture of the sun, see I’m black like a

Caliente, Chris Young’s the missile

I blast into the whole game

I’m better than these rookies

I’m a veteran, I’m ahead of them

Wake up on Excedrin

Your caffeine couldn’t see the young teen

That used to be nineteen, now out of the year

See what I mean?

See, the peers inside my vision never listen when they lock down

Like water when it boils, you suckas are hot right now

Hot right now

Get it while it’s hot