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EP of the best submissions for Backburner's "Heatwave" Remix Contest. The original version of "Heatwave" appears on Backburner's Heatwave (Hand'Solo, 2011), produced by Timbuktu.

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released April 9, 2012

Written and produced by Thesis Sahib, Timbuktu, Wordbuglar, Jesse Dangerously, Chokeules & Jay Bizzy
Produced by Timbuktu (original)


Watch the video for "Heatwave" at: www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCd1dIAvpXI

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Track Name: Heatwave (Hotbox Remix)
THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Heatwave (Recordface Remix)
TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Heatwave (The Dirty Sample Remix)
TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Heatwave (slawomirus aka NOAN Remix)
THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open if you
Please stick out your breeze, we’re cooking something fresh with the
Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Heatwave (Beaker's Clubmix)
THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open if you
Please stick out your breeze, we’re cooking something fresh with the
Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Heatwave (Solex Remix)
JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquidy treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gonna prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Heatwave (original)
THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave
Track Name: Beachwave (bonus)
THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave

TIMBUKTU:
Putting in work on the perfect day
Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate
Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed
Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze

Scorching tracks when the Burner plays
Pour the gas until we burn the place
Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face
Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane

Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames
Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames
Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame
Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange

WORDBURGLAR:
Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit
Striking the country like picketing hicks
Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don’t stop
Like lava that won’t rock, the flow’s hot

Enough to get the Dregs from the basement
Cooking some eggs on the pavement
Hot spit like Greekfest
Smoking like girls on Queen St West

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai
Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie
Got the women on standby, waiting just to
Talk to me about my feminist philosophy

When you learn to help, the girls'll melt
With a rack so hot the bra burns itself
Yeahhhh, we turn it out
Heat’s the only thing we’re concerned about

And that’s check; I’m about to win in one turn
Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned
Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch
With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha!

CHOKE:
Sweatshop got me in a headlock
We let it pop til the block is red hot
Next stop, chopping heads off
Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot

JAY BIZZY:
Sweat, sweat, work it out
Let me know what’s on your mind
And it don’t hurt to shout
I’m on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too

And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood
Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late
And didn't give you props 'cause I’m in a drug state of mind
I got problems, baby, no funds, I don’t wanna get a job, I’m lazy

So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with passion
Just hoping y’all can feel it, that’s all I’m asking
35 degrees and the sun is blasting
Basketball jerseys is still the fashion

I don’t even know if they heard me laughing
Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin
Jay Bizzy got skills, I’m a worthy champion
Why I’m living in a sauna and not a mansion

JESSE DANGEROUSLY:
When Tim’s on the beat, even in the heat I got
Tim’s on my feet; over zebra stripes from the
sandal steez; Believe the hype from the
Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee

CHOKE:
Achtung! Gonna be a hot one
Got drunk last night but I'm not done
Shotgun, don't forget some
Road pops stop and cop tons

Ultraviolet violent outcomes
Get that SPF or get sunned
Son, have you learned a lesson
Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn

So, who's bringin' the heat
That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats
Picture defeat than I kick up my feet
Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat

TIMBUKTU:
It’s a dog day afternoon, the bad crew
Be Backburner, Jack, you’re wack like Pat Boone
In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews
Fabricate rap tunes that you can’t produce
C’mon…

THESIS (chorus):
This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays
The heat raise the roof roll your windows open
If you please stick out your breeze
We’re cooking something fresh
With the Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave