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the fire on that motherfucker
The fire really burn in that motherfucker?
Heh, you see a nigga don't a
Nigga don't ever know and shit
I ain't never seen snow

sum fire
Nigga we hyping, chasing that moneybagg
Nigga it be callin,your niggas ain't piping
Yeah yeah!
Huge cup with immense problems
Baam booth in

Smith and Wesson
How I fire off in essence
These are verbal blessings
I'm respected and refreshing
They depressing
And unaware of the greatness in they

levels..nothing was the same..Holy Spirit come in..let my appetite be tamed..
I ain't do these songs..then I got myself to blame..
Years of training gat me stronger

If I say goodbye
It may be a lie
May be a lie
My heart's heating up
This love is a fire
This love is a fire

There's only one thing that makes me

THE ARTILLERY MAN AND THE FIGHTING MACHINE

Journalist:
The hammering from the pit and the
pouding of guns grew louder
My fear rose at the sound

cheefing
Locs in our head cuz the sisters been weavin'
Fighting on the block got us bobbing and weavin'

Run it, back
Best in the village
A legend, fact
Training for a mission
I ain't never about to run away
Fighting with the squad
Went evolved from a lower

the man
This nigga 21, his mom said "be a man"
Love to sag his pants, pistol in his hand
Feel he too advanced
Him slipping out his chance
Think he at his

Nigga
WHAT?
Why you gotta try and test me
I'm a have to put you underneath
With the sharks in the sea so they can all feed
Coming with my bullshit

empress salivating (Alla dem)
Been painting pictures, now I'm animating
Militant since twelve back in cadet training
Meditating, learnt the value of having

agonising 
You can't stand the pain 
There's fire in your veins 
And you're chained 
To the wall, the wall of pain 

Screaming and dying
Burning and fighting

courage in fighting fires in neighborhoods, forests, building structures everyday they go to work. 

When they say bye to their families to start their

Whatchu desire?
Imma heat up this beat it's some fire
We going high
Ha ha

I been firing the work in the booth you can check out the catalogue if you

had such better days
I've been training, fighting this craving to rest and just give in
I decide I've got to find a way to try
I thought when I grew up

The Trinity

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

I'm seachin', I'm searchin' for the light
I'm searchin', I'm searchin' for the fire

In this hip hop extravaganza, we the answer
Fuck dancers,

In this world
There will be people who want to bring you down
But do me a favour, son, and keep fighting
Don't listen to their writing
You better

Casualties of War

Eric B. & Rakim

Don't Sweat the Technique

1992

I'ma get back to New York in one piece 

but I'm bent in the sand that is hot as the city streets 

Sky lights up like fireworks blind me

guns spiting fire in the men.
Razor wire and flame throwers are waiting for them.

The months have passed the weather is raw,
we still alive in this

Big C.O on the beat
No more distractions
Keep me from the action
Flames in my head they ask me why I'm laughing
Nothing is funny
Cartiverse is not

Bubbling trouble is often accompanied with a cacophony settled in sediment 
Lighten the load writing at home cypher alone like I'm fighting a foe
Reciting

drugs,I take sumn vitamins
I come with fire, I'm the fireman
In the kitchen working,got the frying pan
I be getting high,I don't think I'll ever land
I'm so

Casualties of War [Radical Radio Edit]

Eric B. & Rakim

Gold

2005

with a bag full of clips
Cause I got a family that waits for my return
To get back home is my main concern
I'ma get back to new york in one piece
But

and got all that rage
Rapping in my feels rapping with this very big sword
I got the bucket and the fire and the big gourd
I'm like gaara with the gourd