Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BURN IT , by - FEVER 333. Song from the album STRENGTH IN NUMB333RS, in the genre Пост-хардкорRelease date: 17.01.2019
Record label: Roadrunner Records
Song language: English
BURN IT |
| For all the homies doing time, look alive |
| For every day your mama cried, look alive |
| When the five-0 arrive, look alive |
| Everybody look alive, look alive |
| You ain’t ready, uh |
| Yeah |
| See we always on the run |
| 'Cause they be chasing us for fun |
| When the neighborhood in pieces |
| They say to pray and look to Jesus |
| Light a candle with the sun |
| 'Cause we lost another one |
| Got us pledging our allegiance |
| To a hand that doesn’t feed us, preach |
| I got a mouth like Malcolm |
| And hands just like Ali |
| Black Panther, white mother |
| You better not try me |
| I got a mind like Martin |
| Visions of Rodney King |
| My city’s on fire |
| You know sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again |
| Lights go out in the town we’re living in |
| Burn it down when no one’s innocent |
| Burn it down |
| I am a gun on the run |
| I am a gun on the run |
| I am a gun on the run |
| We live behind the lines |
| That they be keeping us inside |
| And if red denotes the devil |
| Then in hell is where we’ll settle |
| If I had to pick a side |
| It’s Inglewood until I die |
| We the necessary evil |
| For all these fake angelic people |
| I got a mouth like Malcolm |
| And hands just like Ali |
| Black Panther, white mother |
| You better not try me |
| I got a mind like Martin |
| Visions of Rodney King |
| My city’s on fire |
| You know sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again |
| Lights go out in the town we’re living in |
| Burn it down when no one’s innocent |
| Burn it down |
| I am a gun on the run |
| Fight for survival, but we was dead on arrival |
| So we gon' fight for survival until we |
| Put me in front of the gun |
| Fight for survival, but we was dead on arrival |
| So we gon' fight for survival until we |
| Put me in front of the gun |
| Oh, bang, bang |
| Oh, put me in front of the gun |
| Yeah, okay, yeah |
| You know sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again |
| Lights go out in the town we’re living in |
| Burn it down when no one’s innocent |
| Burn it down |
| We point our fingers while they point their guns |
| Bullets, they miss us, we’re guys on the run |
| So burn it down and build it up again |
| Burn it down |
| I am a gun on the run |
| We still killers |
| I am a gun on the run |
| I am a gun on the run |