Lyrics:
Take another looker
Take another looker
You see Elijah on the chariots of Fire
Chariots of Fire
Burning down them Liar
Burning down the wires
Tryna get a lil higher
Everything I drop is fire
Keep it moving like a tire
Kno you tired but we wired up
Yea I'm fired up smoking fire
Fire up
Watch
Fire works 31st
Blllllllllaaaap
I'm being real bout it
Yeah
DIE L's
That's how I feel bout
So BroadDay light I dump steel bout it
Somebody life haffa
Shine bright neck full of ice
Dope in the alley, fiends come n cop cus they know our shit is fire, I got Dope in the alley, fiends come n cop cus
had never been such
Thou pray'st not well
For the love of God, forbear me !
You'll never understand
The devouring fire which burns in me
Let me leave
with wealth so I act like that
Drug dealin'
I'm frontin on the world once I start 4-wheelin'
Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride
Sippin E & J,
Politician's funeral pyre
Innocence raped with napalm fire
21st century schizoid man
Dead sea, blind man's greed
Poet's starving children bleed
an flow different st an hot stepper
(punch) girls them love how me militant
cologne a fire like a pistol
an me clean
on the fire
Stab city's burnin'
Burnin' with desire
To burn that name and the shame
Throw them on the fire
Stab city's burnin', burnin' with desire
To burn that
control
As i st#re into black mirrors
I donʼt know anymore
Where i end and you begin
I open my eyes
Wings of lashes
Baptised in fire
I rise from the ashes
Im coming out the waters
Rolling in the fire
Let the fire be lit
Rolling with my bestfriends Father Son and Holy Ghost
Holy Ghost
We blessed going
With a devilish reach im hot as hell
When I spit see a fire leak
Cant fuck with me you niggas high as hell
Monday to Sunday you week
Let me say it 1st I
on the game yea yea
1st verse:
Baby I’m knocking
Ah ya ya bae I’m sorry
Cold wan kill your baby
Open door my cuddling buddy
It’s you or nothing
Ah ya ya
your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide
your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide
West that be bangin' it out
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto (We)
For all my ladies that got airbrush on their nails (Ooh)
A little fire, roll
bye
Girl this mine this fresh out the fire
She said this real she can't even lie
This cookies and cream got me in sky
When in the zone I hit Popeye's
3
Spaz
(Oh)
Cause this beat we 'bout to spaz, yeah
(Oh)
See that choppa, yeah you know we in your a**
(Oh)
Yeah, I'm keeping the fire
I'm keeping
You load 16 tons and what do u get
Another day older and deeper in debt
St Peter don't u call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
to see how people react
N***a I'm fire I bet there ain't no questioning that
So til the day that I'm finished and my skills diminish
This game is what I
the 21st century and I'm
Really low on caffeine it's not my fault
You have like no self esteem
Of course neither do I
We're all just here for a good time
where the music and the people are like me
I'd rather be on Decatur St
Right where the river sings her song
Cafe au lait and a plate of hot beignets
New Romantics
It’s hard to sing higher
When you’re crying through the amplifier
Pour your heart out
But don’t let it spill onto the fire
Well haven’t
more in store than your corner store
Far from your typical might burn your earlobe off
My shit more fire than a demon in a winter coat
Granted I take
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