Songtexte:
Flame Call Him

the box a lil bit I want you to know that you can talk to him man Call Him (talk to Him man) Call Him (talk to Him man) O Call Him I know it's hard to

ya with your drawers down and fuck-over ya Blues your dog and letcha know I don't play Have your family grievin', singin' "Amazin' Grace" And whoever call

feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last Be tha first to blast, remember Kato No longer with us he's deceased Call on the sirens, seen him

that ass I came up fast, I watched a lot of gats blast The power of the dollar (the cash, the cash) [Verse 2] Nigga don't you ever forget, I call the

long ago... Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet felt the same; When he put his arms around her, he said, "Julie, baby, you're my flame; You giveth fever... when we kisseth, fever with my flaming

house in the country being torn from within. I heard my ancestors calling from the land far beyond. And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico Fanning the flames

ago Romeo loved Juliet Juliet, she felt the same When he put his arms around her He said "Julie Baby, You're my flame" Thou givest fever, when he kisseth Fever with thy flaming

line, he is wasting my time, He calls me everyday, he's got nothing to say, And at the dead of night when I turn out the light, The telephone rings, it's him

top notch; Or not watch, the haters take pop shots! It's non-stop shit talkin', [? ] the conflict Whoever slick talkin', I'm ready to harm him! Disarm him