your bed, i'm in mine on either side of town i think i might take a ride and burn your love house down like a burning house of love
Übersetzung: X. Burning House Of Love.
murdered Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted [Tupac] Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house
you taught me What of all the things that you'd say What of all your prophetic preaching You're just throwing it all away Maybe we should burn the house
vaginas Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless Snakes slither in the grass spineless Chorus: repeat 2X
) 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,
? Burn the rubber till the tires ruin Burn a coat of fire human Cause this Drag Burnin like the grits on Al Green's back Causin a switch rock [chorus]8x
y'all on the L.O.X. dick Niggaz thats narrow, I just smack em wit the barrel Give it to em at the light, like Kane's cousin Harold Chorus: repeat 4X
house down with some old clown love those that have heard can't describe my bump (they know) something from the beyond in my trunk (chorus 2x) na na
up See the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe Jigga's style is love, X and O Save all your accolades, just the dough
this we'll remain Let the cowboys burn the houses Let them burn them to the earth Let those cowboys burn in ashes [Because they've hurt?] x3 It was
baby-mom house with some flowers Rubbin' her back, tellin' her she need to relax How foul is that? Fingertips on her back [Hook x2]
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
Grab the pearls, sexy girls, sheer stockin' Brassiere's poppin', love shoppin' Thug's option, shoot his way out Or sleep eternal in a grave house Or slave
nuclear up to Jupiter New stars, Lucifer, global drag that space this And the racist of the great wisdom of Malcolm X I'm stressed on house arrest New
, c'mon! We should see the gates by mornin' We should be inside the evenin' Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will get you [x
U R I No one could do it better, hey [Chorus] Now in the middle we keep it crock and jiggy Love Pac and Biggie The way that you love your sticky Call
in, the water's fine Jump on in, let's do it to 'em one more 'gain [Chorus] [Hook 2X] [Chorus] [Outro: Method Man] Yeah, Ladies Love Big John Studd
