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thought finally had enough
Fire that's inside cant be stopped by a storm
Why we always thinking we know whats in store
One time for the ones that love me

then
This doodads, who made, by jove that's grave
Astute elementary, good enough for jazz
And that's a nice a dress you penurious ass
Don't get all

dropping, tots for some shot pops, man
Don't bring ya ex or sis
One walk by know a neck will twist
No exorcist, its effortless to sex a chick
Stroke game

would I go...

I'm here as you see me, one man under fire...
And we together like we traveled here all in one car...
Representing like a battle flag stuck

makes time for Hong Kong Phooey

And chop suey from System of a Down
Set fire to the sun and put a pistol to the crown
Next time you're in town
Come

the actual economy
Call me Playboi cause I stream Carti
Bitches tryna act like they own me
Drugs all night because you left me
Now your lips are replaced by

hard party hard, party hard, party hard
Until the morning breaks morning breaks, morning breaks, morning breaks

I'm on fire steady burning with the flow

taking from you
We exchange when we cum
But it ain't about sex
I'm entranced by your mind
The way that you dance and manipulate fire
Desire your laugh

on my knees
And thankin' god for what he gave us
By the pale moonlight, in the night
Inhaling vapors, everything's alright
Come ignite my fire baby
Citing

my leaders
Still learning every step
Unlocking my potential
See predictions in the flesh
Found the fire starter
Now I'm cooking with grease
And I've

Bro, I don't think that the Lord wants you to be going through this man
You need to stick your hand out the fire bro
You need to get yourself out

Sex Great Again
And ask me if I'm sliding
I miss that eye contact
I miss you gasping when I slide in
Said "don't fuck you like that
Fuck you like

wasn't soaked in blood
Get you on your back get you screaming for more
Poor are the bitches that wanted me to change
Forged in the fire my temperament is

goddamn good

[Verse 2]
Aahhh this passion is not an institution
We’ll never fit cause we don’t play their game
We choose to live and die by intuition
We’ll

Money, cars, clothes
I buy them for hoes
Sniffing that powder go straight to your nose
Spitting that fire
I'm ripping that flow
Make it shine bright
I got

As I sit up on bed side
Love watching the sun rise
Had a wonderful night
Just look at how time flies
Hazel wood fire burn when I look into your eyes

in the population's deranged
This the same spirit that got Abel bodied by Kane
And to top it off we're dealing with this fucking disease
Government

scuffs, I'm hype I go nuts
She a bad little bitch divide the coke up
Vision me in Italy I'm riding
Play the kings of Leon girl your sex on fire
Don't put it

Yo
Mic check
Peck, peck on Bernadette neck
Big breasts, I'm erect
Let's have some sex
Yes
Uh, titties feel the best now
I can
Yo, yo yo hold

wings on fire. Tie you to the tracks
While you take the train home
I catch the first buzz and a Uber back...bitch

I'm six miles up you're lying on your

Listen guys
We need a new song by tomorrow
I just produced this really fire beat
And we're just gonna spit over it
Spit?
What do you mean spit?
Yeah,

the days of Rasta man
Rasta was seen as the black heart man
Rasta affi hide live a wood land
Rasta couldn't surface
Oppress by Babylon
But Rasta preach love

tell why
Giving her the ting anytime she come by 
she feel it in the B-E-L-L Y

Baby girl quit all the banter
Come round and come take this banana

Nocturnal Supremacy

Cradle of Filth

Beauty in Darkness

1997

Weak midnight promises of love
Were wept upon Her grave
And shunned by stars above
In mortal life lurks my dismay
An Angel stole my heart