Lyrics:
'm the man you should run 'em by
In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide
I could've been deported
That's
way to cope
If we all equal what amendment gave you the right to vote
What neighborhood did you grow up in that was filled wit dope
I just want people
ground
I'm gonna light a fire into the underground
Well, I don't wanna live in the modern world
I don't wanna live in the modern world
I don't wanna
she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said
"It's
you there
I See the Light in the tunnel
But I'm feelin' like rubble
And I gotta find the strength to build myself again
You know Life is a struggle
disaster
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said "it's
whatever burns the best, baby
and I was drowning in a puddle with my paddle in the sewer
I was eaten by a vortex and cast down to the bottom
and in
Something strange in the neighborhood
In the city…
Hey man!
Get in the action
Take a knife and grab your gun
Hey man!
Get in the action
Fire bullets one by
of the force
Black biscuit by park side in a Porsche
You're off sides in the fort
We are survivors of the war of good and evil
I'm in the hood, in the hood
disaster
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said
"It's
to exist Mind over matter
Chick Fila cool I'd rather oyster platters
Drink Dads root beer but I'm still bastard
See fire hear Pops that's a close caption
sat by myself all day
You miss me, huh?
I was so lost back then.
But with a little help from my friends, I found a light in the tunnel
Small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And nobody flinched down by the arcade
And the marquees weren't weeping, they went
tried to play me like a game, arcade
Now they on my d*** no shame, no shade
N-n-n-no
Ain't no shade h**
I'm too clean like a maid h**
I'm on fire, on Wade
fade
Really tried to play me like a game, arcade
Now they on my dick no shame, no shade
N-n-n-no
Ain't no shade hoe
I'm too clean like a maid hoe
I
the fire and I feel it right
Our lips touch when I close my eyes
Might not be right by my side
But you’re still on my mind
I can’t take it
I’m weak between
backbone
I get swept in the pressure cooker tryin' to paddle back home
I get sprung with a vibe and alliance of clean intention
By eclipsing doom midigons
Small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight,
And nobody flinched down by the arcade
And the marquees weren't weeping, they went
whatever burns the best, baby
and I was drowning in a puddle with my paddle in the sewer
I was eaten by a vortex and cast down to the bottom
and in
Sold my first rock, 15 by a Shell
Buying scales, big schemes, clientele
Sixteen, I am hell
And I was already grooving til' the world stop moving
Nigga I
Play a ting called "Trash and Ready"
Written by Mr cat the Wild Apache
The man called
The greatest selectah ah di equator
Can't cross the border cah
Neighborhood street czar
Look in my eyes and tell me who you are
Who you is
DTO is the squad
By far I'm certified raw
Certified in these streets
Neighborhood
traded 38's for Glocks
We the reason them cabs drive by, never trust you
We the reason you couldn't rock shines in the tunnel
Niggas be starin
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