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I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire. 
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up 
in his
I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up
In his arms
I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up
in his arms
Everybody in that place must have been his friend
They all headed for me, I said, "This is the end"
But where I come from, we don't give up without a fight
I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.  
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up 
in his
singing about suicide
I said Jim this ain't our kind of place
He said well let's just have one round anyway
So against my better judgment we walked
Yo look out for Jakes, give it all it takes
Let's burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his mate
If the bitch scream, for
Cause Oakland got talent, fool
MC's in elementary school
Not to mention musicians and singers
And Shorty be	 with his magical fingers
We get funky
I remember when I was a girl
Our house caught on fire
And I'll never forget the look on my father's face
As he gathered me in his arms and raced
you with a kiss, and you 
Forget about the angry shadows hanging 
Round your neck 
But we're giving it all anyway 
Though it may be a mistake
And recall the tenderness
As we sit by the waterside
Oh, I can never forget
That I was the man who let you
Slip out of his life
So put on your red dress, baby
I prayed it would never end 

But when we got to his house 
There was no wife 
Only a short, short letter 
It said: "I'm leaving you for your
And sometimes a child's scream influences every dream
Sometimes we fool ourselves into thinking we've moved on
But no way, nohow, do we ever forget what we
and check us out"
Come on motherfuckers, come on

Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sunrays
off the baldhead, everything is real
Biggie me put
and check us out"
Come on motherfuckers, come on

Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sunrays
off the baldhead, everything is real
Biggie me put
these years,
I finally had a friend.
He trimmed my beard,
He scraped my hooves,
I prayed it would never end.

But when we got to his house,
There was no
should see the gates by morning
We should be insisde by evening

Ohh
Let the carnival bells ring
Let the serpent sing
Let everything

We came down
"I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up in his arms
"I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up in his arms
on his feet, and we'll all riding
Sange, and fange in this game, but it's true
Be sure that you'll respecting the power, and that's you
Never forget
I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up
In his arms
extension cars
And we slanged by to see were my house was
Started stealing out of my mama's perce
Now that she's gone
She lives thrue my songs
And it
Carlo
Lord have MurciƩlago, yeah
And I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed
To look into my parents eyes when I'm scared to die
My eyes same color
I remember when i was a girl
Our house caught on fire
And I'll never forget the look on my father's face
As he gathered me in his arms
And raced
pretty into you.

The bus it rolled up into Franklin at dawn and everything seemed super slo-mo.
The Waffle House waitress that asked us if we were Pink