on the ragging sea Like a storm, from inside Like thunder from a friendly sky You burn in me Oh you burn You burn in me you burn you burn Ooo, Ooo,
Übersetzung: Aufruhr. You In Me Burn.
like the thunder from up in the sky You burn in me oh oh you burn oh you burn in me you burn you burn ooh ooh ooh whoa you burn
inside like the thunder from up in the sky You burn in me oh oh you burn oh you burn in me you burn you burn ooh ooh ooh whoa you burn
ya new shit Cause you ain't ready to brawl man I bump you, and you ain't even do shit You can smell the assault as soon as you see me Stuntin' mega hard
, just to live large like Rockefeller First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down God
you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead or alive to torture for my sins? Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you
my long hair Detroit City You feel your heart beat You hit the concrete To get to mean street Detroit City There`s a riot raging downtown Tryin' to burn
riot Pumpin that Violence-ee (Violence) POPO don't want peace They want this robot in the streets with me and my T.H.U.G's BITCH you freeze You under arrest and you
let's burn up the floor I need to know how to get into you Baby I'm liking your bod Oooh you got me stuck, I'm so effin into you I'll let you blow my
tall People never answer their call, they fall slow When the riot starts feelin the boom, you better roll Riot...Starter Riot...Starter Riot...Starter Riot
40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you You gon do a 360 pretty swiftly when i burn you to a crisp you ganna be cruncher than chips wit mah
The dawn of my love and conspiracy Of forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me Mass hysteria Mass
On black uniforms You might meet a crackhead that made it, to translate it He can tell you who's fuckin' with broads, and who related But you gotta know
what's happenin to me) of a hundred guerillas (What's gonna happen?) Welcome to the new world We gonna give you a name (What is you talkin about?) What
me talk) Let me talk! (huh) [Busta Rhymes] (Method Man) {both} Can't you see what I got for you now (Shake your big fat ass in front of me now) To all
drink up? or does he sink up? with those punk rock eyes girls don't treat me nice gonna burn off those wings with those shiny things to the bom bom diggy who is he me
the thunder. we have come to take it over now. sign our band and we'll write you a chorus. we will use your gimmicks if you think they will sell us '
