| Through the fire wire, through the rain
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| Through the rain, through the rain
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| Through the fire wire, through the rain
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| Through the pain, through the pain (Ohh! I’m the onnnnne)
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| And only one can be the one, it better be Get out of my way, say (Ohh!)
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| Through the fire wire, through the rain and pain and pyre
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| The temperature hotter then lava, the medium, medium meetin 'em tedium
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| B.B. The Kid sire, Allah the king administer candles, kiss the ring
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| Dig in the brain and find the Ying, part of the negative there go the Yang
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| Thinkin they’re deep and they’re ready to get with the glory thang
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| Steady the people that think that we whisperin
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| baby we born in the sin and we bang
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| Steady the thugs and look at the buzz
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| I look at the drugs, I look at the buds
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| Out of their minds, you know what it is if you’re gettin mad you don’t know what it was
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| Memory blood the duster, the dust in the wind, I don’t need to cuss
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| If I was a woman I’d come as a woman
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| and give you an angel you never could touch
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| The spirit the light, the birds the flight, the bread and even the rush
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| I don’t need nothin, whatever you’re doin is makin my brain feelin the touch
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| Eliminate hate, open the palms and carry your babies, I sing this song
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| Walk in the garden open arms, disgusted, gotta stay calm
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| Look at the angst of angels, they walkin the earth, they miss their spouses
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| Humans homes and houses, mini-mansions and mountains, all will be found and
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| (Ohh! I’m the onnnnne) And only one can be the one, it better be Get out of my way, say-ay-ay-ay-ay
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| (I'm the onnnnne) Yeahhh, and only one
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| It’s only one, it’s only one one one one
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| (I'm the onnnnne) And only one can be the one, it better be Get out of my way, say-ay-ay-ay-ay
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| (I'm the onnnnne) Yeahhh, and only one
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| It’s only one, and only one (Ohh!)
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| Crush yo’ass.
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| I know what they’re lookin for, huh, they never will find it though
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| Overflowin the cup, and then what? |
| Shall I go further yo?
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| Shalt never murder though, shalt never covet another man’s propert-o
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| Shalt never steal, never use thy Lord’s name in vain and though
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| Many more to go, never act like you the Lord and you’ll see
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| No adultery, gotta be all you can possibly be And don’t make out to be a lion, funny you think I’m lyin, it’s me And walkin the streets and ridin an ambulance straight to the bed and an IV
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| An eye for an eye, I never go by, you gotta forgive 'em and let it be Think of the sign, the temple the mind, we get on the grind and decree
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| By any degree, feelin the burn, the family sayin they love me Is that what I see? |
| Is that what is after everything nothin but your greed?
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| Remember the vibe, remember the tribe, you never could murder me twice
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| Remember the pride, I got rid of mine in '89, still got a life
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| After all you handle your promises, it’s so many lies, a smokin gun
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| I forgive you, but I know who is the one — Allah
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| How many men you know that can birth up a baby
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| and burpin my baby and don’t have a lady
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| Come back from the walk and she actin so shady
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| and smokin with homie, it still doesn’t phase me And leave, it’s nothin to eat, the baby is cryin
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| I walk him to sleep and he wake up as Bryon
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| No money, I crawl out the gutter
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| and tell me to whoop on the child
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| You better believe, when the beatin is what you receive
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| Wake up and you’ll wind up in the beginnin
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| with no precious metals and demons are pleased
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| Now you in the breeze, why you fuckin with me?
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| You’re visibly stripped to your knees
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| And givin yourself more credit then you deserve
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| I worship the Lord, you worship a dream
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| The triple the beam, the trinity, and eyein the fiend
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| The theory of rocks, you know what I mean? |
| (The Big Bang)
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| You know what I mean? |
| (what?)
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| Duster, with the dust of wind I don’t need to cuss
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| If I was a woman I’d come as a woman
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| and bring you an angel you never could touch (woo!)
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| The spirit the light, the birds the flight
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| the bread and even the rush
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| I don’t need nothin, whatever you’re doin
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| you’re makin my brain feelin the touch
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| Eliminate hate, open the palms, carry your babies, I sing the song
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| Walk in the garden with open arms, disgusted but I stay calm
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| I’m the onnnnne (yeahhhh, yeahhh)
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| Ohh, ohh! |
| (Yeah, yeah)
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| One one one… one one one one… |