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Albums:

Fire With Fire (Scissor Sisters) · I Wouldn't Piss On It If It Was On Fire [Fire/2 Disc] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · On Fire [On Fire & Peel Sessions] (Galaxie 500) · Fire Fire (EZO) · Fire With Fire (Scissor Sisters) · Fire Fire Burn Dem (Isaac Maya) · Fire to Fire (Tanya Tucker) · Set the World on Fire [Bonus Track] (Annihilator) · Set the World on Fire (Black Veil Brides) · Set Your Head on Fire [Reissue] (The Black Box Revelation) – and 90 other albums »


to find a way to kick these blues

It's that cold in the night and I've got blood in my eyes
I say 54/40 or fight

I've go a queesy feelin' in my guts
Got your barbecue sauce
And your chicken wings
Throw it in your deep fryer
Burning chili set your heart on fire

Think you've got real soul
Eating
I've had my parents tell me son we don't love you at all
I've seen my sister's name written on a washroom wall
My best friend set my barn on fire
I'ma be at the ripe ol' age of forty-eight or forty-niner
My shit is wise, CPT M.C. for hire
my name ain't Rick James but I'll burn your ass with a fire
I've had my parents tell me son we don't love you at all
I've seen my sister's name written on a washroom wall
My best friend set my barn on fire
chirp speak
Kids that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak
That's that fire move like Schwinns
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Get money, get fly, get busy, get live
Get over, get by, get women, get high
Get right!

[Inspectah Deck]
Think you can stop
getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded
I pivot through my borough givin' pounds
a merry-go-round
Never slow down, depending on how good your stereo sounds
Set it, up in the hood where we go surround
Tearin' through towns, turn 'em into burial
taken her time.
Should've set her hair on fire with vodka and lime,
But it's too late ha ha...
It doesn't matter anyway,
Cuz when the light goes out
and my ho
Glock .40, even when I shower
Chrome .22 in my swimming towel
Mob ties and I pray the music set me free
May the powers that be, nigga let me be
Here we come now 
Turntable spin like a merry-go-round 
Never slow down, depending on how good your stereo sounds 
Set it, up in the hood where we go
some big booty heifer gettin' by
On that booty, instead of doin' duty
Aspire to be higher, I admire so I fire
Cause it's flyer to be hungry than phat
this urban drama
Every day our sons and daughters are led to the slaughter
Indoctrinated by a complacent social order

Decapitated they’re trying
think that killing's living real 
Shorty's is getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it 
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded 
I
characters
$100,000 cars now how you gon laugh at us

(Repeat chorus 2x)

(Juicy J)

First I want to grab a nigga by his neck,
Drag him to my fuckin set,
Take
heat

In the streets

Where we live and die for beef

In the streets

Hos'll set you up, get blood on your sheets

In the streets

By any means we gon'
Goldmark licking 
Warm margarine off a malnourished dolphin out of onions, 
Pez, and lint."
With pleasure!
"If Yanni didn't want to be set on fire and shoved
Mikey, Threw muscles off in they mouth
Nigga hitting licks where we reside for and special fire the mouse
Stuff the mattress full of merch, .40 calibers in
show alert the frame. Bash all flags where the mag spin park. Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein. Boogie down kits to slip past the guard. Def
you gotta ride in your man's benz.
Word to hip-hop, I'm a blast ya.
Gotta set you on fire, cause I gassed ya. 
Boom, blow, Batman, bang, pow.
Yeah, sorta set him right on fire.

I looked on outta the window and I started countin' phone poles, goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power.
on the Marvin's day
You wit me now?
Too high you can't set me down

We got that A-K-forty seven
White right on champagne
And named it orange purple kush
from the set, I took my oath to the death
I risked the quarter to bing, I bet this forty a ring
Cams from the 40th wing, the westside of harlem
came in tobacco
how many bottles of 40 oz
death can we tackle
how many at the chapple
how many will be saved with fires rage
surface of earth is getting