HOOK:] I wanna see more of Him Cause I'm sick of more of me I'm a be like Zacchae In that Sycamore tree I wanna see more of Him Cause I'm sick of more
THEY HAVE LOSE THERE MIND ENSANGE AND EVEN IF YOU ARE A SURVIVER I SEE YOU WORKEN PRIVEZYY I FEEL YOURE PAIN MORE THE SUN IS PALASHING LET`S WALK THE FLAME
!) We gettin' it Just so you could start! Gettin' it [After every line in verse] [Verse One: Chingy] I'm on top of my game Droppin' the flame My name
? Yo, I verbally paint pictures, I'm the hood's best storyteller This about a young boy dealing with the older fellas Promised him the lives you see
a choker that matches your coat not fit to be tied the mirror it makes it all clearer as you stand alone and can see your behind in the mirror you can see
got boys that got toys to stop noise See, when me ride off in the Hummer, leave him set empty Now him catch three 'cause him want beef Now, me tried to
Deep love is a burnin' fire stay 'cause then the flame grows higher babe Don't let him steal your heart It's easy easy Girl this game can't last forever
a flower A flower that is you Your daddy knows you're a flame Your daddy knows you're a flame Your daddy knows you're a flame Your daddy knows you're a flame
Jacques Lamure is a volunteer fireman He longs to give his life Saving a nice old man and his wife When their house is filled with flames Earning him
of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G (Bizzy) Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a
You're a dead man at the robbery You'll be, Adebisi greasy, put him on to me, fuck that I'm a throwin' flames Fanatic, bashin' brains come at it Beat
here, a million there Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in her derrierre Like smoke in the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini Hopin' them crackers see
from my heart And see that I can care no more, whatever mattered came before I vanished with the dead Lenore, stroke the raven never more But the raven
gettin' the more time spent the more she would forget him but then back around to scene he started coming now she's on the low, takin' phone calls from him
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it I'm gettin' it, we gettin' it just so you could start Gettin' it I'm on top of my game droppin' the flame My
and the Range (Uh huh) My niggas up to pawn drop-top Jaguars, Lock on you when you step in the car, That's the superstar status apparatus, more wins
him now Why don't you come ride with me? Oh! Gon' break it down Oh Nelly! Gon' change that game around And I bet y'all really gon' hate him now Why don
