Перевод: Doa. Burn It Down.
no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down
ready to know what the people know Ask 'em my questions And get some answers What's a fire and why does it (What's the word?) burn? When's it my
go bezerker than a fed-up post-office worker A merk her with a Mossberg I'm pissed off get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter Squirted a frankfurter For a
do a big hole Cos my little, little, little toes Started jumping on my end soul It was frigity burn and then I said wait, I got pride It’s time to get
sky It's not a bird, it's not a plane It's one of them little Batman symbol things Except it's got a lizard in it Chamillitary, let's get it, ye-yeah
[Intro] But I'd rather get some bread But I'd rather get some bread [Chorus] I said I love having sex but I'd rather get some bread But I'd rather get
out G’d up, dangling my DTP charm Gotta get in and I’m wit it, it’s a must I talk it, you see that gold If you want it, it’s a must You walk it Baby blue
, get a speed bump comin through A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu [Redman] Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga Turnin Christian
repeat 2X] One Phantom, two castles, and a Jeep fo' Five mics a classic, kinda like my six-fo' Several years I earned cake, let me tell you more Joey Crack, a.k.a
the double O who? A to the B the S, I rock a microphone in my jeans and my vest. Puttin' to the test, decimal levels I burn 'em down now how you like
me, Eazy e would be hangin’ from a tree. With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline. Light ’em up, burn ’em up, flame on... Till that jheri curl is gone. On a
) Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game Now ya know I
try to touch Bad Boy, cause we burnin' I want my glory Duke is not a joke, and I ain't got ? Everytime I grab the mic it's with the sole intent To rip
this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it down
a state, it's an army [Verse 1: The Game] One motherfucker in the projects killing The same motherfucker that'll burn down the village With a chronic
the cabbage But see all that irrelevant it's like tryin' to turn a whore celibate I dance with the devil for the hell of it Burning down your lavish lanndscape
a chin Follows next a period spannin' Four long years with James Buchanan Then the South starts shootin' cannon And we've got a civil war A war, a war
