| Out of the fire I found a fire inside
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| You can see the pain still alive in my eyes
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| I’ve loved and I’ve lost, through heaven and hell
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| They turn they back on me too many times to turn back now
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| My nigga, I won’t stop, now
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| I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stop now
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| I can’t, I can’t, I can’t be stopped now
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| It wasn’t easy, but I learned the hard way and let me tell you how
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| Lived life and learned my lessons
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| Spent dough and earned my blessings
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| Southside my tatted necklace
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| Ball like I’m ambidextrous
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| Every time they tried to block me
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| Switched hands and changed directions
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| Fist in the air like Rocky
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| Bitch, I think my name Sylvester
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| That’s the difference between me and them
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| When they thought it was the end, I was still tryna see a M
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| Now the difference 'tween me and them
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| Even in Mercedes Buick, I was still tryna see a Benz
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| I was backed into a corner, sat chasing, catching charges
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| It’s re-election season, bitch, I think I’m back in office
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| You don’t know my pain, how far I came
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| Those days are gone, you cursed my name
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| I prayed to God he shined the sun
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| He gave me rain, I took that water and walked on it
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| Marching harder than a million Martins
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| On my darkest days, I’m still a star; |
| I shine regardless
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| Out of the fire I found a fire inside
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| You can see the pain still alive in my eyes
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| I’ve loved and I’ve lost, through heaven and hell
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| They turned they back on me too many times to turn back now
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| My nigga, I won’t stop now
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| I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stop now
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| I can’t, I can’t, I can’t be stopped now
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| And I thought they said light skinned niggas went out of style
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| André 3K said you only funky as your last cut
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| So I’m state to state in the act like a Mac truck
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| Plus I gotta keep the Mac tucked
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| For these big soldier niggas on the 'net tryna act tough
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| Y’all too alternative, get your facts up
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| I shoot to heat throw, get my stacks up
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| I get pounds to spend this English
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| Bitch, I think I’m 'bout to rack up
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| You don’t get it, do you? |
| When you on that big screen
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| There’s a lot of little people living through you
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| And when you don’t stick to the script
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| They assassinate your character and act like they never knew you
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| That’s just how the game goes I guess
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| Change clothes, I dress
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| Like Project Runway meets the projects
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| Write like Noah, but a little more Complex
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| I fed niggas and they shitted on me
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| Took the piss out me, then spilt it on me
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| When I broke down like Britney Spears
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| Said they throw me, oops, they never did it on me
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| So I wrote 'em out and made a bigger story
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| Vic’s story, that’s victory
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| Niggas never did shit for me
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| Show them the ropes and they jumped ship on me
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| But I never drowned, stayed down
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| Sang songs for my home town
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| Made homes for the broke kids
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| Stepping over needles in the playground
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| Y’all the only thing that matters to me
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| If y’all love me, fuck everybody
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| If y’all love me, they could never stop me
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| If y’all love me, they could never stop me
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| Out of the fire I found a fire inside
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| You can see the pain still alive in my eyes
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| I’ve loved and I’ve lost, through heaven and hell
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| They turned they back on me too many times to turn back now
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| My nigga, I won’t stop now
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| I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stop now
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| I can’t, I can’t, I can’t be stopped now
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| Yeah, I gave you my pain through pen
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| No I.D. |
| on the track, let the story begin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Fire Next Time , by - Victor Kwesi Mensah. Song from the album The Autobiography, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп