more common ground, common ground You broke the only golden rule Fire with fire Fire with fire Fire with fire Fire with fire And now it's on, we're fighting Fire with fire
' with fever E A D E Rumble in the jungle E D E Down on Hell's Half Acre She wrote me a letter
last forever my people throw me green pain in every letter la la la la la la la la la and thats whats im gonna do while they out spendin and layin with
" The same bitch that I was with I'm still wit' Hey, yo I felt her neck and I felt her tits Hey, yo the bitch wired then I heard a gat fired Remembered
the Ukraine Check the blue flame, lighter runnin' out of butane What's up with my destructive urge that's unproductive? Choices I'm stuck with now startin' to fuck with
be in the head, cause I leave the curls to Jheri Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat like William Perry A poor black kid with rhythm, a eye for jazzy
"we left the people of israel with, one thought.. That they are not alone -- the people of new york, People of the united states of america Indeed
or shot down with tha bullet that he bought Nine millimeter kickin' thinking about what tha streets do to me Cause they never talk peace in tha black
a dog know whatta brotha wanna do right and i membicate involve da backseat sreen livin like a p.i.m.p. remanisin in the all black lonte c.a.d.i.double l a.c. fire
Yeah, I met this shorty last night right, real rap And you know she looked like she was with her man And you know I ask, you with your man She was like
She moves through the black door She turns toward the desperate light With her breath like iodine, with her filigree design She summons the fire from
see what the code can say [Lupe Fiasco:] Calling all the good rappers, had to get my crew together Fire like the fire flower, flyer than the super feather Superman with
a mouthful of hot peppers black Ferrari with the red seats I call it playin checkers Ii??m never doing verses Ii??m forever giving lectures if youi??re tryna meet with
Me 'n Weezy like a mouthful of hot peppers Black Ferrari with the red seats I call it Playin' Checkers I'm never doing verses I'm forever giving lectures If you're tryna meet with
black as the devil It's alright! Oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh! Crossed wires, sparking a little Start a house fire with us in the middle
the beat police Sweet Fire calling, you can't deny me Now you know what you need Underneath the jungle gym, hollow-grey-fire-escape-thief Looking for Sweet Fire
with a makeover in camouflage makeup Light waves bend to the wake of bust Mics buckle with white knuckles, metacarpals crush Acid reflux all over your face, you fuck Grab heart with
in pens wit green letters With tha tasting its (?) Blue or Gold or better its whatever Creeping the pen-a freestyle Thats a block on fire wit Turk