Burning down the house My house, south of the ordinary That's right, don't want to hurt nobody Some things can knock me off my feet Burning down the
Burning down the house Hold tight, wait till the party's over Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house
Burning down the house Hold tight wait till the party's over Hold tight were in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house
Burning down the house Hold tight wait till the party's over Hold tight were in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Heres
If she ever tries to fucking leave again I'mma tie her to the bed And set the house on fire Just gonna stand there and watch me burn??? That's alright
James Tarteenyer (?) And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments I grew up in the wild hood As a hazardous youth With a fucked up childhood That I used
my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning
a lizard in it Chamillitary, let's get it, ye-yeah! Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind) Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind) Top down
(Eminem) It is not about lyrics anymore It’s about a hot beat and catchy hook If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it Then so be it, ’cause now there
We used to lie in bed and make love all day Now I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down
, 'cause he tried to take a motherfucking chunk of the funk. He came to my house, I let 'em bail in, 'cause he said he was down with the L.M. He gave
Got damn, I’m glad y’all set it off. Used to be hard, now you’re just wet and soft. First you was down with the ak, And now I see you on a video with
cleaners Heavy starch with the cuff Like fuck it leave it to beaver Catch me in the galleria, plaza, Chesterfield Rolling down handly hills And the blocks of Pattonville I used
dare (c'mon) I can burn your chest like shots of Patron Fuck a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal desert eagle holmes ... Ah ah ah ah I drop down and get my 50-