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(The Roof Is) On Fire

Bizzy Bone

Heaven'z Movie

1998

what I want ch'all to do is I want y'all 
Put y'all muthafuckin lighters in the air
Keep their bitches up there, fuck wit cho - lil' nigga

[Chorus:

and amused, yeah
When these fools choose to lose, yeah
I'm Swinging my cane
It's reds over blues
And Shout to my dogs
I Rock with the ques
Do what I want goin'

for you 
Think You nap 
Been sober since birth so I don't want the pac 
Want these dead presidents 3 
Not Jefferson but I'll settle with a couple

gone

I'm ready to go anywhere
Anywhere with you
And we sing this song over
Over with you my love

Shouting at the fire engines rolling down Jefferson

you are
You got what you need and some days you got it by far
I'm not gonna just say it's fine i forgive you
But baby out here the truth is i do
And it

can't be bought
It's our solemn job to take what we want
Got me feeling like the enemy
Break through your ceilings like the enemy
Now that I know I'm

to that "rock 'n' roll" fame is this Cleveland steamer
Urban Dictionary that
Your bitch is very fat
On this dick is where she at
And to think you thought

that chrome
Stood by von side so he don't get jumped
I ain't give no fucks what they on
So better tell them niggas that we really posted with them

to and the
Hands on the watch do what I want 'em too I am
Speeding in my lane I hope I make it through for some
Reason I feel like I have not even moved
Why the fuck

to major, my braves getting braver
Minay to the grave, put that in a waiver
I've run out of patience, I can't even fake it
Man we the new raiders, we want

like a mountain young nigga put on
When we fuck do it quick
When we done she gone
You ain't a boss if you ain't put up em on
You gotta get right you been

getting bread by the dough we done ate some
Fuck a lil hoe I don't lose no sleep
Bigg bag getter i ain't worry bout beef
Bitch I get high and i fuck lowkey

Hold up

Ask em whats the hold up

Down bad on my dick I didn't sink you prolly fold up

Bae Im tryna ball out where them people do not know us

Chunk my

fade baby girl, I'm sorry that we parted
Cloudy views from the plane safely we departed
Forty acres full of land don't want no apartment
Forty something

the ambulance
This time I around 
Ima do it all right and win 
This bumpy road 
Is what we fear at the rodeo 
They’ll see your black 
Before they check your

path stairways
Them nay-saying ass hata's want it there way can you and I
Do it our way for once mothafuckas ain't got no taste so why we do what they

TOO MANY OF US ARE LIVING IN FEAR WITH TARGETS ON OUR BACKS.
 CAN'T WALK, CAN'T TALK, CAN'T DRIVE WHILE BLACK, WHAT CAN WE DO.
TRIGGER HAPPY, KILLER

the boys dawg they tryna pull you over
A tell em my name Elroy Jefferson
Fuck dem niggas for real
We out dawg i gotta go
The muthafucka boys tryna sweat

Good Timez

Big Syke

Big Syke Daddy

2001

we made the best of,
What we could afford but we had love,
Tryna be grown might snick and curse
One tv set gotta cut it on first,
Back in the good

we could swallow change
Only if someone choose it
Tryin' to ball like Bron son
No action is what were choosing
Prove it then I do it
Comfort is

me what's on your mind
I got this medical
It's from the mountains baby
We gon' be climbin baby
Me and the gods wave hasta luego to summah
Team team

this is the Christmas part
And we're gonna tell you what to get, uh, your true love for Christmas

Look out the window
Where? What are you doing?

taught me most of what I know bout God
May his peace
Be with you 
Till we meet
Again
May his peace
Be with you 
Till we meet again
After the MRI they

to know

She says, "Take me around, dance me outside 
Show me a place where we might hide
And oh, what I want I'm afraid that you can't afford to buy"