Lyrics:
won't you treat him right
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it Fahrenheit
the point that I have made
Chicks were born to give fever
Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever
When you kiss them
Fever if you live
can dance with the shells
My pet peeves are granny panties and planning to fail
I'm a heavyweight, I'm catastrophic when I set it like Fahrenheit nine
All the way, ist temperature, Fahrenheit sanction
A transparent sound, mapping distraction
All the way, it would be forever
All the way
All
in the back.
It's a long way home.
Can't you find your way?
I'm a trampoline.
Lift me up over Fahrenheit.
I'm a trampoline.
I
impair him since
I made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero type
Feral, fuckin' ill apparel, wearin' pack of parasites
Threw his own youth off
four hundred degrees Fahrenheit
You ever been inside a federal court room?
Nigga, you ever went to trial and fought for yo' life?
Being broke did
heights, I fell into Fahrenheit
And time only fuels the desire
(There's something in the air)
It's always the old way
When'd it get so darn cold?
didn't really care if you like us
Vicious, so cold, that I be catchin laryngitis
Still shit that's hotter than any temperature on fahrenheit is
Gotta read
ice
But in a the war it hot, many Fahrenheit
"Hey bwoy don't move", that a squaddy voice
"Yea that yo seh", mi a run fi mi happy life
Everybody waan
Paella, Puerto Rico
I was in Loiza too
They ain't want no beef with you
Pa'lante mi gente, we Puerto Ricans too
La Isla Bonita, that flow is Fahrenheit
on
Suited up, smelling like Fahrenheit with jeans on
Knock the rice out a wedding, come and get your bling on
Next winter we in Allah cabins, small baggage,
won't you treat him right
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it Fahrenheit
bring same shit
Three carry gripes in the crime in heaven, I'm in this Fahrenheit called 9/11
When I go to the cross roads, lord knows Ferrari white, mean
garage night
And the next Tyson fight
I cook 'em at ninety degrees Fahrenheit and don't copy the copyright
I got 'em in my sights
Blinding with
garage night
And the next Tyson fight
I cook 'em at ninety degrees Fahrenheit and don't copy the copyright
I got 'em in my sights
Blinding with
the way, its temperature, fahrenheit sanction
A transparent sound, mapping distraction
All the way, it would be forever
All the way
All the way, they heard
will bang over it for colour
Some old plans to divide and conquer among us
Plotting on some jewellery and riches
Pounds in abundance
Fahrenheit that be
Fahrenheit
Chilling like it's summer
I'm just doing my dance, it's goes like (la, la, la, la, la)
Do your dance like (la, la, la, la, la)
I do my dance like
in the back.
It's a long way home.
Can't you find your way?
I'm a trampoline.
Lift me up over Fahrenheit.
I'm a trampoline.
I
sound the hardest
Heartless
Heartless harvest, farthest, farenheit alotted
The hot shit, hopped up and shifty
Shift shit sickly
Monster
Ancient makeshift
seed, dead vultures in the trees
Intense pain, black razors in the breeze
Degrees, 600 Fahrenheit 66 Celsius
Lord Infamous the Scarecrow
Stab my pitchfork
born to give you fever
Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever, when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever, till you sizzle
a point that I have made
Chicks were born to give you fever
Be it fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever, when you kiss them
Fever, if you live,
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