day that you care to move like the rodent (that) you are. You've got to burn down the whole of the world Burn burn Burn burn Burn burn Burn burn
slum hilltop house in Washington that they call the rising sun She washed the lipstick smudges from her face Sleeping with the state, you will eventually just learn to love
s in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl! We're almost home Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon
) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (uh, uh) [Eve] Let's talk about who I am Blond bee, find me in the hood with my peoples Love y'all,
in some fly shit, punk The baby nine be on the daily, aint no poppin a trunk But if I pop the trunk, its to hand you a rag So you can wipe down the windows
: Diamonds and fast cars Money to burn I got my head in the clouds I got these thoughts to churn Got my feet in the sand I got a house on the hill
who won't A bitch who's short, a bitch who's tall A bitch who burns my pager with priority calls And I love 'em all, I love 'em crazily And they love
up Multi til I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds since they had small faces Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas Me and J.D
house, on the phone with some lame chicks Look at you funny when you're talkin' knowledge Look at you hungry when you're talkin' dollars They love cartoons
wrote on this track I don't really give a fuck Put the pen down lets toss them up Soul assasins, Latin thugs Whole damn world know about us Rhymes we
Ruff Ryder) Where all my Suave House nigga (Fuck Suave House) Where all my Cash Money nigga (Fuck Cash Money) Where all my Harlem World nigga's at (Fuck Harlem World
in a grave I am not the one who find the world like I pray so, close the door and turn around, let the city burn so, leave the dirt behind in a house
Locked behind 12 bars from a great mine Killa bees in the club Wit his ladybug Brought a sword to the dance floor To cut a rug Love is love all day
you put your drink down Come and dance with me What it do baby girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me Money make the world
, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying, Trying to become the heart of home. Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round, Sits you right back down
