set it on fire, you take my world And turn it up, turn it up Yeah, the way you move You burn it up, burn it up You set it on fire, take my world and
burn it up and you set it on fire [2X] Let it burn, let it burn you set it on fire Let it burn, let it burn you set it on fire I wish my girlfriend
nigga, dirty rat For my Iraq attack, bust you with mega gat Once a cool cat, smokin' dagger, put it in my back Why you did it like that, now my skin
it pours i've got too much time on my hands i've got too much time on my hands i've got too much time on my hands i've got too much time on my hands
boil storms a fire and locusts 9 is darkness so dark it's hard for you to focus and 10 is death of the firstborn If I said it was questionable the religions would make it
m short on gas, my motors startin' to stall My dogs are barking, there must be someone around My dogs are barking, there must be someone around I got my
set my soul on fire Fever, you fill me with desire Fever, you always get it right Fever, all day and all night Fever, oh, you set my soul on fire Fever
My life fades the visions dim, all that remains are memories I remember a time of chaos, time of war As men began to feed on man, only the scavengers
shorty on the ass, that's a bet Want your Kool-Aid and sugar, smack your hands and say "sweat" It's mine now place it in my Louis Vuitton pouch Thump
pain is my obsession i'm the prince of anarchy, you'll fear my name, i am possession chorus apocalyptic prophets warn the deaf of my return to terrorize
Surrender your cloth and collar priest There's no need for your beliefs in war This is a place for heathens Into that darkness fires illuminate Grotesquely
We had it all, we were young lovers We were full of trust and faith We were dead set on making it last forever, forever and a day I recall it was fall
. Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the 'Politics of Whimsy', But it doesn't end there, neither is it enough. Gandhi played a major
face on fire (Jet-black smoke on the horizon) Black smoke in the air. Maaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrsssss wins! (I thought you would like it) (We gon' make it
verse 7) It's my honor dog, One time, gotta defend it Whether your malcom or martin gotta do something to win it Must do something to win it So this empire
you can't push or shove it You dig it and you dug it cause like money you love it The king of monotone, with my own throne Righteously violent prone my
