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Story Of The Year Burning Years

. From this house of our friendship, shut the door and light the match. Throw behind you, walk away. (You burn it down, you burn it down!) These ashes These ashes These ashes burn

feather. From this house of our friendship, shut the door and light the match. Throw behind you, walk away. (You burn it down, you burn it down!) These ashes These ashes These ashes burn

the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus I'm makin money moves manditory In a discussion my past records tell a story

Royce Da Five-Nine] [Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years

Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess. They say

by the year 2000 I'll be thuggin, but so immaculate I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story

[Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years ago, two outlaws took

century of years Have gone by Still the dream of this peculiar Lady's kept alive So I'm holding tight to one who I desired A burning fire saying true

is find out how it is going to be paid for. Pyromania No questions Burn the building! Burn! Burn! Burn! Johnny Guitar Watson: YEAH! Senator Hollings