Lyrics:
law
Strangest lovers of the fire
Which ignites the halo of our souls
Oh, in Jerusalem we pray
It's time to meet you there
Let's take love
'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double baby cake's in trouble
Begging for a piece of that bubble
So I'm looking at rock videos
the open wounds
Setting fire on their houses
Under the cries of pain that echoes from the pyre
Burning blazing flames
Transforming the opponents in ashes
stanze
You coming in pairs, then two bodies by the stairs
Nigga we bang with the best, the models to rest
Create drama, rock armor, Smith & Wess-ons
Blood
want me
To go to school
I ask too many questions
And I don't play by their rules.
In school they tried to tall me
That a rock is not alive
But I have
And we're gonna bring a man up to the microphone right now (here
we go, come on)
And goes by the name of uh, well he doesn't know (check it out
come on yo)
grabbed me by my neck and said
"Here's what we'll do
We got a lotta work here, me and you
The souls of your friends you
And I will claim
You've got
a movie
I got Angie, Jeff got Tina
Ready Rock got some girl I've never seen in my life
That was alright though, ''cause lady was chill
Then we dipped
Cos he could see that what was required
To keep our children living in fire
Could be supplied by these
Thieves and these liars
Who had respectable
But one by one they all fall down, in tears
Verse 2:
Insomnia tortures my days,
Running all night, can't find the way,
Birth from fire, guess I stay,
don't put that in the air
Get a haircut I'm not playin' go and get her out the house where it's cool
And we can share the mon, mon, mon, mon, mon
You're
Come alive, come alive God's children
We gon' live till we die on a mission
Imma vibe, Imma vibe, Imma thrilla burning with desire, fueled by loves
with pain As cold and dead I walked Across the markets of the city
While crowds were consumed By a ring of fire. How could I protect them From fire
a crystal, the salt of the earth
I got taste, I cannot be offset
Cause I'm set in the Rock and in stone
La passion que j'ai est si forte et tu sais qu'elle est
Will I ever learn
I don't know how
But I suddenly lose control
There's a fire within my soul
Just one look and you can hear a bell ring
One more look,
That'll rock to fill a opera acapella locked cellar
Watch hell-ah, freeze over take you lower break you bold
Constrict to hit you like fingertips in your
got all the answers
Knows all about the "industry", he ain't shit to me
I got skills yo, I'm the contender, I'll rock your party 'til
rats scatter
Suckas hit the wall fast and fall like Niagra
Mash up the area by using raw data
An author with plasma that's hot an melting rock into magma
prayin' for your souls that hell's fire escape you
I know the game ain't the same and the fame is what you claim
But I'm tellin' you Playboy you gotta pay
And I made through, and I made it through the,
Oh and i made it through the rain and the cold
through the dark all alone
my life hit rock bottom i
control, when I rock'n'roll
{Niggaz} want to bumrush the dominant soul
Jump start is the reflex art, strong hard and cold
Chris Lowe, make the rhymes
Ayy, uh
Wait, wait, uh
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hol' on, hol' on
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tip toe, hol' on (tip toe)
Hol' on, hol' on,
And the house i'd never seen still looked the same
Then i found all my possessions by the fire
The physical world fell into place i had all i desired
All who
Gladiator, illiminator and every day common incinirator
Perpetraders get tapered zoned to fire frequency
Blessed by predecessors so I've grown to mass fluidity
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