作词 : Jeremy R Tucker
作曲 : Jeremy R Tucker/Scott Johnson
Hook: 
Whatchu know? I'm bringin' you that hype sound! (FIREBUG)
Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! (FIREBUG)
What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! (FIREBUG)
Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! (FIREBUG)

Verse 1: 
Whatchu know? Bout them cats from out the Midwest?/Wreckin mic checks and I'm bettin' they reppin they biz-nes

Set to impress? Son you have no I-Dea/No pillow, Headrest, no one sleepin' on a me-a

See-a Me a Gladiator @ the colosseum/Satan coma Demons, see em schemin, ima eat em

Whatchu mean? Aint a thing that can stop this hype sound/right now you feel the subs pound while I burn the house down

FIREBUG, hot slug, I am the human torch/Bring the heat, BBQ meat, ya  on the front porch

Push to shove, I'm OJ's glove, so tight now/Crown jewel, jet fuel, I'm outta sight now

See me buzzin' cousin, I am in outer space/ this world is not my home sometimes I feel so out of place

Extraterrestrial, off up in my own world/ Respek my name, heat the game and watch the flames swirl

Hook: 
Whatchu know? I'm bringin' you that hype sound! (FIREBUG)
Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! (FIREBUG)
What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! (FIREBUG)
Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! )FIREBUG)

Verse 2:
You may think you know, bro you aint got clue/ want what I'm selling? Aint no tellin' what I might do

Fight you? Slight you? Id bust your lights dude/ the stage your on is Ghost House, and now you're gettin' boo'd

Pelham 123, I'm bout to take this train over/ you bought a box of lucky charms and got zero clovers

No luck against Tukc, I am the FIREBUG/ Hot Flame, Spit Game, Aimed to burn a sucka up

Turn a brotha up, and break the knob off/ you corny mother, pass the butter, cut the cob off

Cut ya top off, lop em with the guillotine/ why you hatin' on me? I Can think of like a million things

I am an alien, sayin' I'm a martian, Marvin/ run it back with my wheels, Hill, Percy Harvin

Kansas City! What a pity, matched against a chief/ I'm scalpin' haters, Tomahawk-Chop, ground beef

Hook: 
Whatchu know? I'm bringin' you that hype sound! (FIREBUG)
Come on dude! I know you feel that rock pound! (FIREBUG)
What it do? When we spit it we bring that fire now! (FIREBUG)
Comin' Thru! Light it, Ignite it, Burn the house down! )FIREBUG)