| Can’t take it no more
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| Broke in the window with some kerosene and some
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| Matches, creeping quiet, silent
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| Riot, mask, and then I just
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| Snuck in the room
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| As he slept, I poured it all over the evil
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| Bastard, strike the match, I lit
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| Him up, I held him down
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| Inhaling the fumes
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| We’re choking from all the smoke in the house, but I’m
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| Laughing hard. |
| He fears
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| Dying, so he’s crying, yeah
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| Proving a point
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| Burning this house to the ground, yes, I’m killing my
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| Master, release of tension, find
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| Redemption, slave rebellion, yell
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| This ain’t no life here
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| Can’t take no more
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| This ain’t no life here
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| Can’t take no more
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| Slaves in the field
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| They dance around from the joy ‘cause they see all the
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| Flames, steps are tribal, greet
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| Survival, defeat our rivals, yes
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| House niggas are shields
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| Some got the color but they are not brothers, they’re
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| Traitors, sell you out to live in the
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| House, at you they’re shouting, «No»
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| Their fate is sealed
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| Try to defend master’s property, then we’re
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| Gonna kill you off because
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| You’re soft and we don’t need your kind
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| Weakness revealed (Masked Avengers)
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| Challenge us, you will see we will be the
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| Winner. |
| Fuck history, no
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| Mystery, this victory’s ours
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| Proving a point
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| Burning this house to the ground, yes, killing my
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| Master
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| Proving a point
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| Burning this house to the ground, yes, killing my
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| Master
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| Proving a point
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| Burning this house to the ground, yes, killing my
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| Master |