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All Fired Up

Petra

Rock Block

1995

before I know
Time to be rekindled by the everlasting Source
The all Consuming Fire, illuminating Force
Like a blacksmith bellows aim
He fans the embers

and achievements ahead of me huh
I'm really fuel'd by the jealousy huh
You'll never see me in therapy huh
Pour up a four for the therapy huh
Focus to make me

feel like, I been takin' time for granted for too long
Watchin' as the sand in this hourglass keeps
Vanishin' causin' me to start panickin'
And freeze

making me mad
You better listen up now there ain't any room for the both of us in this town
While you're playing with fire barking on the wrong tree you

of someone that I envy so
If i set my room on fire in the east coast
Will you see my burning soul from the West Coast
And everyone will know I'm here
And see

Im in love
Im in love with you
[And there aint nothing I wont do for my] (Baby)
[you drive me] (Crazy)
[And it makes me] (Say)
ooooh
Im in love
Im in

Think I need to bleed to heal it
Think I want to start by feeling human
To keep on moving
In it for the absolution
Safety from the persecution out

good
He wills for me
Nothing but good
He wills
I got to get
Forged in fire
Into the flame then
Under the hammer
Don't this for riches
And I don't do this

on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you

on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you

level is over nine thousand
Nine to five for me is not an option
Im clocking in for my projects
Im locking in thinking concepts
Im tryna acquire more

like petals
I swear I need coffee so boil that kettle
Cold like ice or hot like devil
In the heat you man bend like metal
Im fire like the core

a beach
This beat is heat as a gas leak
Lit on fire by a f*cking molotov and L beam
No nothing is really as it seems,
Do your mother f*cking damn chores
Ok

a beach
This beat is heat as a gas leak
Lit on fire by a fucking molotov and L beam
No nothing is really as it seems,
Do your mother fucking damn chores
Ok

I went and lit the fire my damn self
While they debating my progress
The only thing evident is how never the one you should ask for
But just in case

Piccadilly

Squeeze

East Side Story

1981

She's not a picture above somebody's fire 
She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer, 
She waits to get even with me. 
She hooks up her

You prolly wonder why my niggas call me I-Blade they be using me to cut up all those niggas in mulago (Lago)
I don't think I really need to be all

the fire
I'm smokin' THC, watching some TLC, all of the shows come alive when I'm high
I just kicked in your whole door and walked up in yo crib with a scary

Submarine

Bugzy Malone

B. Inspired

2018

a cycling bike

You might see me in a submarine
Me, I never got that grease
You better not count to three
'Cause by then I'll be hitting speeds
You

most
He lifted me up in the lowest of lows
When my work is done and the curtains are closed
He'll open the gates with the heavenly host, yeah
I walk by

from me
And I'ma keep it real with you ain’t no need to lie to me
You catching feelings? Stop
Go in the night (Out for the night)
Smoking the good

tha mail 

Nigga got the block on fire 
Two tons 
One month 
Bet 
I make me a m off tha scale 

Might spenda bag today 
But 
Niggas aint trippin 
I make

doesn't mean
They won't start a fire

In me 
Trying to forget what they did to me
Like erasing my history 
Sympathy for me will never be
So there's no

Racing In The Street

Bruce Springsteen

12" Single Collection

1985

in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little, piece by piece
Some guys