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We didn't start the fire But when we are gone It will still burn on, and on, and on, and on To make them brothers act fool Hands on the steel, flip you heads over heel [sniff] Smell the daffodils from the lyric overkill [sniff] Feelin like the mack inside a Cadillac Seville [screech] Too ill, on cuts, the Barber of Seville - fi-ga-ro! Time to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot Makin necks snap back, like a slingshot E hustle, and muscle my way in then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazin Not for the fun of it, just for those who want me to run it Then leave them like -- who done it Sucka duck, I do what I feel right now When I spit the illest shit, cats be like, 'Wow! Home Popeye's Certified Lyrics. We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning. I might say neyamora Or homie what's the score-a And you can ask for what you want but I got nothing for ya Writer s:

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Man boxin bettin on every round Man at the fight we be talkin loud I've been at this since Jaws was a goldfish I'm a go like everywhere Except maybe the electric chair Man you can smell my hair I'm fresh up out the shop I'm back in the Lex Coupe bumpin Royal Rock I'm like a new glock Man or a hoop shot So you can tell from the beginning that I'm trying to get you popped I like fo tres I do it four ways You might see me straight cursin out a meter maid Lookin like the Lion King Specially when I'm buying things Eatin on some onion rings Talkin shit in Burger King I like to side talk all up on the sidewalk All up in the shoe store and everything is getting bought I roll in greenery overlookin scenery She ask me what I'm thinking about And, yo, I said "My jewelry" She said "that's cool to me" I read her like a eulogy She said my party's hella crackin I said "that's how it's supposed to be" Related.

Please support the artists by purchasing related recordings and merchandise. I might say neyamora Or homie what's the score-a And you can ask for what you want but I got nothing for ya Writer s: Yo homie it's after eight We goin down to the Lions Gate That's the restaurant with the free Henn when you buy a steak I'm like an earthquake Shakin up the foundation Figured out the combination To your iphone application I got the recipe the menu is the rest of me My car does match my Jordan's and some say that was fresh of me I'm like The Loch Ness sittin up in a dropped 'Vette Hangin like a chain that you might see up on 'Pacs neck I'm like the last poem Tell them suckas go on home How much yo is that cologne I got it goin on I'm like a new glock holdin down an old block And even though it's crack rock they protect it like it's Fort Knox We eattin pork chops with a real Muslim aura We hit Hawaii like it's Pearl Harbor Tora!

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