The race is running a pace that?s quicker The clock's tick ticking against The world keeps turning, this house is on fire Won?t catch me sleepwalking
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The race is running a pace that?s quicker The clock tick ticking against The world keeps turning?this house is on fire? Won?t catch me sleepwalking again
come all When it comes to lyrics I bring them (I bring them) In spring I sing in fall I call out to All the ones who had a hard day I prepared a place
nuts, no glory (no glory) My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah) Set the city on fire, and I didn't even try (try) Run these streets all day
strainers. make his folks pay a ransom bout him. on that bullshit make a good example out him. this nigga hot he on fire (fire) i hope his ass aint wearin
, no glory (no glory) My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah) Set the city on fire, and I didn't even try (try) Run these streets all day,
far Legs are required for jumpin', dancin' Strollin' along down a (What's that word again?) street Up where they walk Up where they run Up where they stay all day
spit a flow You wanna criticize dog try a little mo Im so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole Im fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro
feeling - fire blazing! and it’s hot, just like the sun! Know you feel it, too, my girl, just freeze up may the good vibes run ... Girl take a sip of
Every day we look out side people walking down the street again Some one want’s to make the plan some one hope’s that we will not explain They decide
blade spun run, they run away from Who wanna play dungeon? No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon A great one Wait, the day ain’t funny man
I'm dropped in the club And I'm tryna run and get my mothafuckin gun (Nigga what about your wife) Nigga fuck my wife I'm tryna run and save my mothafuckin
put you out, Won't get out? i'll push you out, Puss blew out, copin shit, Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out, Am I too nice? buy you ice, Bitch if
Burn my cit's on fire burn modern day tragedy crim on the rise police brutality my reality's B-A-D cuz the F-A-C-T of the matter's getting sadder check
Minor details as I put it in another way To the latter day Burning out your retina’s pitch Black enveloping hell’s fire developing heat Skin crawling
A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me
dem shotta nuh play back up, when dem si de K Run and hid for cover when dem hear de richochet Go check ma resume niggas call me one a day Man a tell