Lyrics:
won't ask too much of you
Just to hold my hand and see me through
Cause I can't do it by myself
I don't wanna set the world on fire I just want it
day would come
Many die easy but I'm not the one!
I'm a doomsday prepper i ready for whatever
Any type of weather and thugs so clever
Doomsday,
Its possible
I keep comin', I'm jabbin like Mayweather
Im like a fine wine
Every year I get better
D.K.E
Better known by the letters
Lost my cousin last
And magnify through the same lens that set the ants on fire
Flush the moppet hootenanny
Who could fancy honor circuit when the circle's every duke is clammy?
I spark it up
I got that shit from my older sis
Took a bong load and hit the gas mask
Got the fire, set you on your ass
I'm choking hard I took a good
Yo! The Marine Rapper wants to let the world to know
That he and his group of Military Musicians are here to destroy the competition
They're bringing
And let's change the world
And let's change the world
And let's change the world
And got me ready to set off the riot,
Ridin' with my Trues Humbly
together
Mmmm
Connected by our souls, set my heart on fire when it was cold
Take life by the throat and rule it from our thrones
Promise I won't let go,
tonight, we're gonna set the world on fire.
I'm gonna set aside my pride.
Not gonna be the one to say "goodbye,"
Neither am I oh, tonight.
So go on kiss me
it without a mask
Through da fire you seen a nigga last
Broken heart turn to broken glass
Heal my scars see da perfect match
Drip set you see my
And can't be stopped with the use of fire arms
Anti-government groups get shot
And we slide into the age of robot
Cops enforce world orders and bring
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out
96 ways I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray
Dipped attache, jumped out
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back was on da wall yeah,
Don’t let my body burn don’t let my body fall yeah,
It’s set in stone,
(It’s set in stone)
It’s set in stone,
(It’s set in
wake
Oh, oh
Just shake 'em off and leave here and keep working until
You set the world a fire
Bring out what's left inside your heart
You set
Bike and I was poor
Set fire to their bodies
Watch 'em burn until my eyes are sore
Fuck a Ferrari, I walk alone on the road
I don't need to be Gotti
I
Lone Bitch
I ain't the type to play with what's the issue?
I'm the type to blow his brains like a tissue
I ain't the type to try fire on like a missile
Uh, uh, I'm on my chill shit
This that type of music that set fire to a building
Uh, uh, I'm on my chill shit
This that type of music that set fire
time we set the roof on fire
(Oooooo)
I think it's time we let the whole world know who I really am
Shed a light on my agony
Yeah
They say that this is
the blind mice
Pied piper, tired typer, set alight to type writers
Impolite white didn't get the invite
Shine light burn bright upright but uptight
Sore eyes
F.R.E.E. the world yeah
F.R.E.E. the world yeah
F.R.E.E. the world yeah
Free the world Free the Free the world
Free the world from all of the hate
down by fakes
And my heart is made of gold
People don't go haaaard
I don't have a squad
Friendly fire scars
I don't have a squad
Not living up to par
I
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