thousand dollars [Chorus] [Verse Three] Girl You know You hot like fire As I blow some dough You might retire Take it slow like Ne-Yo When shots was fired
, baby) [Chorus] [Shaggy (Janet):] The ladies still want me, hot like fire If you come wit' me, you, me, can retire Anytime you model girl, an instant fire
A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. Fire of unknown origin took my baby away. Swept her up and off my wavelength. Swallowed her up like the ocean
Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home I'll never
Junkies down in Brooklyn are goin' crazy They're laughin' just like hungry dogs in the street Policemen are hidin' behind the skirts of little girls Their
What's that in the corner? It's too dark to see What's that noise I'm hearin' Who's that calling me? Long ago and far away I heard your voice But once
There walked a lonely man, silent, mute, the only man Not knowing how, not knowing why was he the sole survivor Why should he be alive, breathing still
You see me now a veteran Of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long Where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at
wavelength Swallowed her up Like the ocean in a fire So thick and gray A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away A fire of unknown origin Took my baby
on the door said, 'Do not disturb' While I create the jam and take you little bit higher Don't get close this cut is on fire Causin' much damage like
* - first demo as a six piece, in Culver City, 1981, by some hippie at some shitty 8 track studio (enjoy!) ** - "What Price Happiness" 7" session recorded
Cars crash through the streets The west end waves break city heats The east coast storms fill in the sky Winter weekends, cold unbearable, life's so terrible
We grind y'all, bounce back, open your mind y'all Grind your whole ass till you twist your waistline Y'all know the time, hey yo feel the base line Stack
de riddim like a true ?? Man no listen Daddy Nitro like a fierce ?? Me flow upon de mic from a ?? area Pam pamma, original chat masta Me pam pamma, original
now The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead I'm serious, somebody can get killed Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell
the law says might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane murder niggas with the fire then
This is the original This has no identical You can't have my digital Future Aboriginal Get up off my genitals I stay on that pinnacle Kill you up my
Intro(Supa Dups): Now dis, dis is the original Kardinal (fire!)and you know any guy diss, me a beg yuh nuh penny dem, Kardinal! Kardinal Offishall(Chorus