Ryan Lewis - Firebreather lyrics

Got a Guns N Roses t-shirt, and never listened to the band Just being honest, I just though that sh*t looked cool Hold up, do you know who I am? [Verse 1: Macklemore] Turn the block to Woodstock Retire? Don't think that I could stop Jet-ski the way I ride the beat [?] I'ma die knowing that I did me I got some words and I cannot let them die in me This is arena status Our bones end up in the ground, does it even matter? Make some good music, get what you put in Get out and go and leave the planet Now what the hell did you think this is? We born worth dying, in-between we live Love, prosper, hands to the sky, catch a gospel Roll the dice, nah, I ain't betting on tomorrow Chain looking like Orion's belt Jacket looking something like a lion pelt Had to take a break and find myself They put me in a box by myself The same writers criticizing my rhymes Are the same writers that I gentrify in Bed-Stuy I can't even see the hate, I should probably check my eyes I got 50,000 phones pointed at me in the sky [Chorus: Reignwolf] Between a rock and a hard place Cold blunted with a stone face Fire breather, fire breather Born under a blood moon But the sun is coming up soon Fire breather, firebreather Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire Fire breather, fire breather Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire Fire breather, fire breather [Verse 2: Macklemore] What the f*ck you think I'm doing it for? Hungry like it's my rookie year, and I'm new to the sport The game is tied up, they looking at you in the fourth Do you take the shot or pa** it, this is ten-thousand hours And I'm working on my Master's, liabilities, and a**ets And I'm showing up to practice, shooting early, getting baskets There's no [?] to my style, I'm just a freckle-faced f*ck The animal in the jungle, running, hunting with the habit (Woo) Abracadabra that [?] was magic [?] want it, Madonna is on me dancing I'm sorry mama, I got it, I know I should mind my manners I'd probably go double-platinum if I could think of an ad-lib I'm jazz Prince, I rap a lot I grew up on Scarface, now Brad's my dog (Woo) Irish goodbye, sayonara and we mobbing Put the nail in the coffine, motherf*cker, I'm on one [Chorus: Reignwolf] Between a rock and a hard place Cold blunted with a stone face Fire breather, fire breather Born under a blood moon But the sun is coming up soon Fire breather, firebreather Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire Fire breather, fire breather Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire Fire breather, yeah, fire breather