??° mind the loudest sound. there is nothing that will bring me down... cause I am on fire... I am on fire... I am on fire... I am on fire...I am on fire
번역: 끝. 화재.
One by one, ticking time bombs won It's not the secrets of the government That's keeping you dumb Oh, it's the other way around Wait, what's that sound
You don't like it then peel off, bitch, every last woman on earth I'll kill off And I still wouldn't fuck you, slut, so wipe the smile on your grill
niggas, push the herd to the back I'm the kind that they pray on, spending half of their day on lay on, niggas for days, just shots spray on my sound
turned you on and when I'm done you gonna tell where she'll be tonight everybody leave your man tonight Bro, why your girl up on me like I'm John Doe
buy slut, trick these fake playas Often what they say You'll buy 'em Up Messiah Wait and bring it Back to my empire Chingy keep these heffers On the strip and on fire
Here it comes again Come on, come on Here it comes again Come on, come on Don't I look extra slick in this Nautica? Just think, it was you that she bought
you don't like it then peel off bitch every last woman on Earth I'll kill off and I still wouldn't f-ck you, slut so wipe the smile on your grill off
I'm a loose cannon Bruce Banners back in the booth Y'all are sittin' ducks, I'm the only goose standing I set the world on fire piss on it, put it out
you On the bed and fuck you like I don't even know you You fuck other people and I fuck other people You're a slut but I'm equal I'm a mutt we're both
on this finger now I'll never let another chick bring me down In a relationship, save it bitch Babysit, you make me sick Superman ain't savin' shit Girl you can jump on
throw you On the bed and fuck you like I don't even know you You fuck other people and I fuck other people You're a slut but I'm equal I'm a mutt we'
Thugged out militia, 2001 Now put your cards on the motherfucking table and see what's What, give life the dick hard she a slut That will make her feel
with my dogs of war Small man's complex, you only get torn apart Mad Child kinda like Napoleon Bonaparte Fornicate with porn stars, sluts and strippers But only on
chain dangle Brolic arm, check out the ankle Best cuts, diamond sittin' sideways like they sit in the cup You can pour Goose on it, juice on it, two Jamaican sluts On
name covering the walls in central Brooklyn Haters want me, they love to slut me Mad because my fat ass stay living comfy Down in D-R on the landing
hold ya down and holla Thug Life, lickin' shots Till I see my niggaz free on the block But no it ain't easy Till I see my niggaz free, on the block, oh
