Lyrics:
will burn down this house tonight
Wait until the morning light
This is my burning home
These ashes are my own
I'm dancing in the dust and I will sit
be easy!
Let's get down there and see!
Come on everybody, get your ships, ok!
Earth is the destination, let's go!
Let's take over this stupid species,
house
Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout
Put you in choke holds I learned last week
From the police man who caught me stealing weed
advancements on weed and guns
For fun, when I'm drunk
I'll run a truck through the weed house
Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout
Put you
Man I make these niggas tap out
Each and every track now
Burning down the house cause these niggas think they trap now
Stepped up in yo lane and whip
without voice
Upside down and in their backs still they rest
Cause they dont know
They ignore the house and the smell of pain
The big one sleeps
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
You already know I'm skinny
Yes they call me "skinny-minnie"
Minnie mouse my daddy's Mickey
Get the checks signed by Walt Disney
Being skinny is
years down
I'll be swimming in the diamonds
Surrounded by the sharks
They're the people I confide in
Eating up my life
Eating good
But they ain't helped
Smoke on the water
But burning down
You know
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
businesses
Irresistible to women
Deadly to his enemies
A legend in his own time
That's real fuckin' businesses
Played by alotta hoes
But i played them hoes
down, height
(North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe)
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
(Rosenbergs, H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom)
like you May June July
Tonight John Legend girl yea you know the vibes
Take it back to '95 on my LL Cool
Said I'm working out everyday thinking about you
won't let them get me
A voice screams seems to be calling the face turns features are burning. On!
Daddy, you've got to go!
See the fifteen going by, tell
Bullets piercing through the bodies that ain't even grown yet
Mothers looking for their dead son still ain't found it yet
Police cracking down the doors
emotions
On the phone bout reservations
Somethin' like a steak house
Maybe even take out
Either way we get the food
I bring her home and lay the mack down
a burning bush back in Mike house
Back before it was cool to blow white clouds
We wasn't bad
No guidance but we wasn't bad
We was chasing fees well we wasn't
where I was I done came a long way
How im moving now got my opps catching road-rage
Stole a collectible trumpet from John Coltrane
Had it melted down
flying by
Made me see I'd been so far
From the place where it all starts
Where the load on my shoulders
Was finally put down
My feet put on solid ground
about to bring that real soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
let's go
From what I hear Kanye is killing the game very bad
My
Let's drop it
What up?
That motherfucker, ayy, blaze it up (down to rock? Wassup?)
Like that motherfucker (so we gon' do it tonight)
Gon' ride
up on your gang pull out the strap let it bang
Doing this shit for the gang no point doing shit for the fame
Chase down op better stay in your lane
Kid
don't mind
'Cause I'm gonna set this house on fire
I sent you running for the hills
I guess by now you know the drill
The type that only shoots
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