live forever, we found the youth fountain our love is crazy, we?re nuts, but I refused counsellin? this house is too huge, if you move out I?ll burn
are in the making We believe through the lies and the hating That love goes free For want of an option I run the wind 'round I dream pictures of houses burning
Tonight I?ll have a look And try to find my face again Buried beneath this house My spirit screams and dies again Out back a monster wears a cloak of
inside Always been told not to play with fire Never was one to abide It all started way back when When the neighbor?s house burnt down Hypnotized by the burning
inside Always been told not to play with fire Never was one to abide It all started way back when When the neighbor's house burnt down Hypnotized by the burning
winking Listen before your dumb ass say some stupid shit I have my dog laying on your house on some snoopy shit Ball player swag that's what out the hoop
I dont care My skin is thick now I learnt these lessons years before This time I'm ready for your war I should have put this flame out years ago but you burnt my house
me out, Man they've got a girl, and I'm on that bitch... But getting money since I walked around my father's house ... when they come and take their daughters out
I dance around this empty house Tear us down Throw you out Screaming down the halls Spinning all around and now we fall Pictures framing up the past
Last night I see you you were howling at the moon If I ever see you again it will be too soon The house that you live in will burn down to the ground
Real nigga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 335 [Wale] Malcom X get your hand out my pocket Some niggas walking with death guess they ran out
nearly eleven, when I started to return. The night was unexpectedly dark. To me, walking out of the lighted passage of my cousin's house it seemed indeed
the late night and grinding brothers Trying to bake a cake right, ready to shake them haters Burning up the dead line, grandpa did them get out's From
be consistently clocking cash Moving fast I'm running around, looking over my shoulder burning up use my cash Wonder my a.c. tell em on E, burning up
out that H-Town Tex, where they don't barre plex Invisible set around my neck, I look good and reflect The Slim Thugger, on 23's burning rubber Sometimes
cause her sons done died I pull my nine out, all of my barrels are fouled out So the bullets that I bust the feds don't find out Which gun, which nigga
flask black max, in the trunk you pump Never take what I earn Jus made a million plus, we got money to burn Catch me in the quarter ?? Wit the triple arm Hoppin out
dance!' [A:] You've got to do the tribal dance! [R:] Check it out! C'mon! Take your chance! Check it out! C'mon! Take your chance! Check it out! C'mon
